So I’ve been thinking how differently I act towards different people.
There’s the lazy loner freak for the classmates, the chirrupy chatterbox towards the teachers, the moody broody thing in the family who also happens to struggle with studies, the little artist up here and Irene over at my RP blog.
I’ve only added the last two in the list two months ago, and it feels exhausting, somehow.
I mean, I’ve been in a serious lack of motivation to actually work at school, and I’m sabotaging my studies.
I kinda want to break one of these roles, probably the one with the classmates, but I don’t feel like I can. It just feels weird.