Tonight I couldn't handle it anymore and finally called a trusted friend. I told this friend everything inside my head, and inside my heart, all of my fears and desires. This friend patiently listened, offered as much advice as possible, and didn't judge me. Thank you so much for being a friend to me when I sometimes feel alone when faced with ( Read more... )

I'm so frustrated I can't even speak out loud...I feel an attack coming on. I'm breathing too heavy, everything is all fucked up, and I don't know what to do. I feel like everything is piling up on me and no one is helping. Whenever there's a problem, just hand it to me, right? I can fix it. There are too many fucking problems for me to solve just ( Read more... )

Strange. Last night I felt more like Norah than I thought I ever would.

At least financial aid situations are starting to look up. I'm happy to have the day off today so I can relax and get some cleaning done.

Thinking about the apartment and wondering if my landlord will let me paint the kitchen.

I'm ready to just quit. Give up on classes, and find a second job, and end up a perpetual wage slave. Who needs careers when the world needs ditch-diggers, waitresses, and janitors? I'm so fucking pissed off I want to break something. How are we going to get by? Seth seems to think we can just get married and save up money to do so, but we haven't ( Read more... )

But numerology is something I do. It calculates your numbers in your life and tells you about yourself. For instance....

My Birth Path says...

7 - INVESTIGATOR

Traits:specialist, inventor, loner, eccentric, thoughtful, spiritual

The number 7 symbolizes humanity's deep inner need to find depth, meaning, and spiritual connection. When the creature ( Read more... )

Found the wedding dress. At the bargain of 320 bucks, it's perfect.

Unfortunately LJ is not letting me put the pictures of me up, so I recommend checking out my pics on Myspace if you're curious.  I suppose I don't know how to put pictures up. Hmm. Oh well, gotta go and work on packing up the apartment for the big move.

I can't believe it ( Read more... )

Don't quite know what my problem is. I came home from work today, passed out in my incredibly comfortable chair, and woke up feeling rotten because I hadn't eaten. Called Chelsea and she backed out at the last second on going downstate, which means I won't be able to go wedding dress shopping. We figured out a place to stay and have everything ( Read more... )

So here I am, peeling potatoes. I hope we have enough money to go to Traverse City...if I don't get to go wedding dress shopping I think I'm going to be vastly disappointed. And not the usual type...the depressed type. I haven't been able to do anything fun in a long time ( Read more... )

What a fucking day. First off, past Seth being pissed about his car, our friend Phil calls us. He found his girlfriend in a compromising situation with another man the other day and called today to say he was in the hospital. Apparently he had a heart attack. His heart is reacting like a 70 year old man's should and they say he needs a new one. ( Read more... )