Under Pressure

Sophie started pressuring me again today.  I so want to tell her, but I feel like it’s gotta be in my own time.  I’m baring my soul here, baring the one thing that makes me unique.  Not that I wouldn’t give it up in a flash if I could.  It feels more and more like our friendship won’t survive unless I tell her.  But, it upsets me to say that’s the feeling I get from her.  Like, if I don’t tell her, she’ll suddenly stop caring.  I can’t see it happening, maybe it’s just a fear I have.

Spoke to idiot Reigns today.  I quizzed him on my mark.  He’s a real piece of work, told me that because I know what I’m doing, ya know, because this class isn’t really testing me, he’s making me harsher than everyone else.  My work has to be of a much higher standard than everyone elses.  That doesn’t seem fair to me at all.  Surely that’ll affect his marks distribution, but then I guess what does he care, as long as he gets paid.

Sophs started her new course today, apparently she switched because her old one didn’t hold her interest.  She’s so fickle.  Like last week she was hell bent on American History, now it’s Mythologies, Greek, etc.  She does seem to like history though, looking at the past, trying to figure out people’s memories and actions from the effect they had on the world at present.  Interesting….to her….:)

See ya soon,

Joel

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