What's the matter with me?
Mar. 25th, 2010 08:59 pmI don't know what's going on with me,I mean, I'm not feeling good these days. It looks like I'm a bit sad; I feel lazzy, sleepy... This morning, I woke up and got very upset because I overslept and I was supposed to wake up earlier to do my homework. I hate when I don't read the texts I was supposed to read and I getlost in the classroom. Today, it happened twice, I got lost in both English and literature classes. I feel like I'm always trying to reach my classmates, like I'm the worst student who never do the activities, who never read the texts and even when I read them I never know what they mean, something like this. I know I could try to do it better, I could be more dedicated, but it's so hard for me. I'm feeling so tired right now, by the way. I should use my time better.
Actually there are somethings I wanted to say but I really can't (Eu não consigo!!!!). Sometimes I think I should cry. Cry is good, however, it is not easy for a man to cry. I can't cry. I'm choking with it. Somebody could say: "How sexist you are, man! Why can't a man cry?" And I would answer: I was raised in a very sexist society in which I always had to save my tears to prove that I'm a man (macho). Nowadays I just can't spend my tears. I know that crying is one of the simpliest things for human beings (biologically)to do, though, I can't do it. Oh, how pathetic I am.
Fortunately, tomorrow I'll have lunch with my dear friend Isabel. It can make me feel better. She's really great.
Actually there are somethings I wanted to say but I really can't (Eu não consigo!!!!). Sometimes I think I should cry. Cry is good, however, it is not easy for a man to cry. I can't cry. I'm choking with it. Somebody could say: "How sexist you are, man! Why can't a man cry?" And I would answer: I was raised in a very sexist society in which I always had to save my tears to prove that I'm a man (macho). Nowadays I just can't spend my tears. I know that crying is one of the simpliest things for human beings (biologically)to do, though, I can't do it. Oh, how pathetic I am.
Fortunately, tomorrow I'll have lunch with my dear friend Isabel. It can make me feel better. She's really great.