I'm getting a job -tomorrow- goddamn it. I'm going to talk to the manager at a starbucks and tell them straight out that it's a win-win if they hire me. I've had all the training, and even was a shift-leader. Can't go wrong ( Read more... )

Ya know what? Chocolate and coffee DO make me happy ( Read more... )

Went to class. It was fine. Broke my headphones. Sad about that...

Essay due on the 20th. Worried...

Running low on money...need a job...gonna apply tonight after dinner...then work on homework.

I can't afford to fuck up or waste time anymore. I need this shit done, and I need it done now.

Can't fuck tomorrow up. I missed 2 days of classes. Can't keep fucking up. Don't let me fuck tomorrow up. Please god don't let tomorrow get fucked up...

I'm sleeping too much. Terrible irony, finally being able to sleep regularly, and sleeping right through classes, and not wanting to get up and do anything or go anywhere.

Priorities:

1. Essay due on the 20th.

2. Get a fucking job.

3. Stop missing classes.

4. Find a place to live.

5. Get to a therepist.

6. Work out, lose weight, etc.

I'm fucking everything up.

What the fuck is the deal with my dreams? Seriously ( Read more... )

I just want to write out all the crap that's worrying me ( Read more... )

Dream Skepticism and the Evil Genius Theory ( Read more... )

Woo! Go prozac!

40 mg now, upped from 20 mg, and with the increased dose I almost feel like I can handle my life!

I am SO glad that sanity is now available in pill form. Seriously.