wheres the wall?

well life is an interesting concept, somehow i think mine is doomed.

Mr b was trying to have a go at me for not going to class yesterday, and i dont know, i just got annoyed that he wouldnt just accept the fact that i didnt go because i didnt have my stuff and too tired etc, so i just walked out. Not such a good idea in retrospect, but all the same i'm working on the wall, but it keeps getting knowcked down. a useless irrelevant metaphor, but i don't care.

in anycase, i honestly have no idea what i want at the moment, in relation to anything really... my life is just confusing me at the moment, i know i worry too much, an i know i need to stress less, but the trouble is, alot of those traits make up part of me. anyways, i guess they're part of me that i should learn to live without.

'Oh these men these men!' in the words of Desdemona. a sentiment which i share at present... i wont say any more than that on the matter.

and where are the damn bricks, i need to build this bloody wall! why does he have to be so irritating as to come along and knock it down just as i think i'm finishing it and blocking him out!