I hope you get your dreams.

I'm sorry I can't be perfect.

Do you ever get to the point when it all just seems too much? The moment when you just want to break down and cry. 

I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you.
But you don't understand. 

I know it's not too much. I have enough time for what I want to do. I just can't get my head around it. It's an organisation malfunction. Everything is a mess. I know what I have to do, I just need to lay out what to do next.
I know I should be doing drama right now actually. I just don't want to face drama when every night since sunday has been performing. I don't have any other time for it though, since all weekend is taken up. 
Next week should be a lot less hectic, but next week also is the beginning of my month alone. Alone, for want of a better word. I won't be alone, there will be people around, but I will certainly have a whole lot more responsibility, and I think that's going to be very sudden. I know I can look after myself. I know what I need to get done. Just all of a sudden have a big house that three of us usually look after being all my responsibility could be harder than I think. I do have quite the horrible image of my parents arriving home to find I haven't hoovered in the whole month, but that will only be if I seriously don't have the time to clean the house. Which I totally will. Think positive right? 
I should just pull myself together, and probably write down what needs doing, then do it.

And after work tomorrow, I think this song can sum up how the weekend should be.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong but it's alright
The more things seem to change,
The more they stay the same,
Ohh don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on,
Tell me your favourite song,
Girl go ahead let your hair down.

Wow... I don't even want to read this post over and hear myself crapping on.