28 July 2011

This sounds silly, but I'm scared of the weekend. Weekends are so unpredictable, I don't know exactly what I'm doing and when and where and who. Week days are so much easier. I know what I'm doing. I know when I'm exercising, how much, how long, where, who with. I know what classes I have each day. I know what I do after school. I know what I eat each day. I love weekends but I hate them. I hate not knowing what I'm going to be doing, what I'll be eating, where I'm going, whose going to be there. I hate that I can freely do as I like, whatever I want. Because I'm scared of what I want. I'm scared of being able to let myself be bored. I need to be occupied. I need to be on schedule. I hate the unknown. I'm scared of it, really.