misconceptions.

I think people's perceptions of eachother are usually so very very different from the truth. Yesterday, the boy who i had written off as a complete fuck up, the one i expected to be still sniffing something up his nose in 20 years time.....is a genius. Countless times i've been told i look like i'm 'stupid', something that gets on my wick i have to say. Then i realised how sometimes the people you've known the longest are the ones you barely know at all.

One person in particular, i've seen them almost everyday for five years now, yet, before this week, i don't think we'd ever really had a proper conversation. Now i'm really glad we have, and i hope it's something that carries on, because it may've only been a glimpse, but you can kinda tell when you somehow stumble upon something quite amazing. Thank you for that, i will forever be your personal prostitute.

This weekend feels like a turning point for some reason. I don't know why, but i feel it could define alot of things. I only hope the things i do choose to do are all worth it in the end. Though one thing i do have to say, is that for some obscure reason, i'm slightly looking forward to maths on Monday?