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a quick post to my beloved online blog before I find myself frazzled and nerve-wrecked, once again, on another repetitive saturday evening.

I can NOT make plans. Well I can make them. But carrying them out like how it was originally meant to be? That, my friend, is not happening. Extremely rarely am I able to complete it.
Telling people that I want to go to an event... or even when people bug you enough when you say that you only MAY be going (or even not at all), so they push and prod and literally beg until you agree (to keep them quiet, or perhaps I even mean it)

...anyways, the social pressure is way too much to handle.
I hate expectations.
Because maybe if there was less pressure, I wouldn't feel so obligated to go but would GO anyways.
DJ e.le.v.e.n is tonight at Sonar. I love dubstep. But I would almost rather stay in and warm and cozy and just cuddle with my beautiful lady friend.

Alas, I will probably go. And I will more-than-likely have fun.
I doubt I will stay for long. And I guess I miss my friends.
ANywho, Angel's here. I am going to continue on with my Saturday evening as per usual.