here i am. got out of photo like five hours early. now i am full. and i want to sleep. even though i slept from like 4 pm yesterday to like 7 30 this morning. still tired. i don't really want to work tonight but if i do not then i will have to work tomorrow night i think and i guess i rather have tomorrow night off? i like where things are going ( Read more... )

what a weekend. good. i miss parents houses. actually, my mama's house was never like that. no tv. no cinnamon toast crunch. etc ( Read more... )

hungover. work was rough. school is rough. good night. yeah.

drunkity drunk. I can smell my toast toasting. I probably like him. So why can't I admit it? Except when I am drunkity drunk.

Sister. i. love. you.

I want to be with people right now. But instead I am writing a paper.

most of the time i don't even know how i feel until i am trying to give someone else advise or helpful words. it is like i don't know how to define my own beliefs and feelings and i don't even know what they are, until someone else is in a place similar to places where i have been, and then, seeing it from a distance, i am able to express myself ( Read more... )

confused. oh so confused. i would like to be excited but i also don't want to get my hopes up. you know.

sick. blah. i want to be out, doing things, but alas, my throat holds me back yet again. too many liquids, too many pee trips (there were already too many). i just got a text but i am too lazy to reach for my phone, i could probably even reach it if i lifted my arm up, so pathetic. and i have to pee again. i missed bob dylan because i was/am too ( Read more... )

I HATE YOU TIGARD VET.

i am going crazy.

My social issues are not improving. I thought they would but lately when it is a little bad it stresses me out and makes it worse.