In a Language You Can't Read

Sometimes I feel like a no one, lost in the sea of faces and names, that I am just another insignificant being that will eventually fade away into nothing and no one will remember me. I'm probably being overly melodramatic and in one of my melancholy moods. Though I suppose we all at times feel invisible to our loved ones and people in general. That they cannot see us breaking and drowning in our problems; have we created a selfish society or one that is too scared to reach out and help because we're scared of the backlash.

Sometimes I feel like jumping on a plane and disappearing for a while, a selfish mind game, just to see who would notice that I'm missing. Just to feel the reassurance that I'm loved and that I am a somebody. I suppose I've gotten so lost in my world that I just need a helping hand to lead me towards the correct path.

I'm annoyed with my university because I have to defer an exam, I have been approved but have to apply for exceptional circumstances because I can't sit it during the designation period. But then the email goes on to say I must talk to my course convenor bout arranging a time to take my exam, then that my deferred exam will be arranged by the school. Then I email my course convenor who tells me she doesn't deal with it and forwarded it to another lady who tells me she doesn't deal with it and I have to apply to the Dean and write a letter to some other lady. Fucking shit cunts, all I want to do is sit my exam a week early is that so hard to ask for.

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