I should be excited I know. But I am really dreading going back to school. It's the smiling partly. And the tan scrubs. And the no life...not to mention it being coupled with the holiday season. Christmas sucks.

We sing while we slave, and just get bored.

I don't know what I feel anymore. I feel all of this hate everywhere inside me. I must have cultivated it without knowing. Where passion has been, I have apathy. I'm sleeping all day, and staying up all night. Everything feels impossible. Everything.

The snow was soooooooo, fluffy today! Like delicious cotton Candy!

I feel tired today. The snow is pretty. The coffee was not as strong I think. I have to do research and register for classes. I like my long day's at school. They are calming and I accomplish things. Yay!

I get up in the morning. I have a bowl. I have a coffee with cocoa and cinnamon. I take a shower. I study. I read. I go to class or to work. I listen to music. I come home. I clean. I lay down at night. I smile.

Oh, I'm kind of drunk right now. The wine is terrible. The company is good. I was happy today. If that means something, don't know if it does. I keep spelling shit wrong and having to go back and re-type it. I missed you Laura. I'm glad we got to hang out the other day. Parents. I don't think. I can type more.

I am happy, in the moment. As long as I don't think too hard.

Crystal and I are looking for a new place to live. We would like room mates. Let us know guys (Dev Laura). Anyway, I'm just freaking out about it. I stress out about money A LOT. Way more than anyone should, because it's just money. I just got a $600 check and it's all gone because I had to pay my car insurance. The DTE bill, and the water bill I ( Read more... )

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WHAT IS UP WITH MY FUCKING LIFE? WHAT IS UP WITH MY FUCKING STOMACH? HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO ANYTHING? WHERE THE FUCK AM I GOING? WHERE IS MY FUCKNG SHIT? THAT IS WHAT I'M MOSTLY THINKING ABOUT. WHERE...IS...MY...FUCKING...SHIT ( Read more... )