snafu.

I'm trying so hard to feel alright about everything. To be happy again. It's all a state of mind, right? If true happiness is a real thing, then so is true unhappiness. Yin and Yang. Karmic balance. As happy as I was in the year and a half living back at home, I have nothing tangible to show for it. I'm back in school and I'm back to being ( Read more... )

The week just went from bad to way fucking worse. Doesn't look like I'm coming home for christmas.

Lately, the greatest conflicts involve sleeping in or going to class, and assuming I've gone with number two, what to eat afterwards?
I need to make new, less responsible, not-college-type friends quick or I'm going to remain a shut-in and lose what little social skills I've accumulated over the last 5 years.

   Desert drama is like a snow globe (substitute for dry heat) that is so easy to get comfortable in.  I can come home for a day and hear about everything and feel like it's somehow important or affecting me.  It sounds like a bad thing, but life is so much simpler when your biggest problem is who's with who or what they did last Saturday night.  ( Read more... )

I might already hate this place.  I'm not sure yet, but I'm really staying pretty positive so far.  I need a weekend already!

This is it ( Read more... )

Ive truly never been so hurt in my entire life.  Now I understand.  There is no worse feeling than this.

Where there was once an innocent smile that hid both naivety and joy
the mirror shows only a bitter scowl.
hatred and scorn dwells now in the places of my heart once reserved for people i loved.

Sometimes you think you're doing someone a favor,
and then they just piss all over you.