Everything seems so frustrating sometimes. I feel like i am in limbo. I can't go home. I can't move on yet. Night time is the hardest for me. I want my apartment, my roommates. I miss my school and my friends. I miss the city. I hate how it is being portrayed. It was a beautiful city. It had its crime and poverty but that's not all it was ( Read more... )

My mood changes with the wind. Sometimes I am in denial, other times i am depressed, and sometimes I'm optimistic. It's hard. Right now, this second, I'm looking at this as a chance. A chance to do all the things i said i wanted to do but felt like i couldn't. This is my chance for a new start. New Orleans was my safety net, my home that was ( Read more... )

A bus carrying people out of new orleans overturned and caught on fire outside of our hotel room. People died. When will it end.

I know that my home is underwater. There is a slim possibility that it did not reach my second story apartment but who knows if the windows and roofs held ( Read more... )

Shut up you know the world collapsed and never been so bad ( Read more... )

I dont want to go to the docter. Last night i had chills and aches but no fever. I feel so much pressure from all this i want to explode. I just don't want to be tired anymore ( Read more... )

There's a problem with my blood. My platelets are high and also apparantly large. My docter wants me to go to a hemotologist and get a second opinion even though she never told me her opinion on what it was. I feel weak. I also feel like a time bomb because she told me that my blood could clot and that could be an issue. I just hope that it's ( Read more... )

I brought bradford to training last week. There were tons of small puppies all there to be trained. They were all excited to see everyone and were intrested and curious of each other. They were all very playful. Bradford....was an asshole. He wanted nothing to do with anyone else there and was rather viscious if any animal tried to make ( Read more... )

I'm sitting at work right now. I work for my dad. What it should consist of is me answering phones, doing pay roll, and doing all the paper work on the computer. What it reall consists of is me playing solitaire and occasionally answering the phone when it rings every two hours. It's boring and i feel useless but it better than shoe nami. That ( Read more... )

I talked to my manager at shoe nami the other day. She didn't ask me anything about my health really. She also didn't mention anything about me coming back, which is amusing to me because i'm absolutley not coming back (at least not for a long while). I wonder how they'll get their keys back since i'm not going to call them and tell them i'm not ( Read more... )