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It was a struggle
I hit an emotional rough patch last week. Here is one of the entries that I originally wrote into my journal. Dated 2/16/12
I feel helpless, insecure, and unhappy. There is an ache in the pit of my stomach. I opened myself up to someone, which is something I don’t do. I don’t want to be hurt and I don’t want to feel the way I do now. I knew this, ( Read more... ) -
Happy Friday?
I find myself in the middle of another semester completed blinded by senioritis. I have an exam today in a class that I couldn't care less about. Maybe that's why I got pretty drunk last night and didn't study...Sometimes I'm worried that I drink more than I should or for the wrong reasons. Then I tell myself that since I'm aware of the problem, I ( Read more... ) -
Why do you keep breaking my heart?
So after a couple of weeks of not talking to my ex-boyfriend he finally sends me a text message today. I say finally like I was waiting for it, which kills me. I know I told him I wanted to remain friends and that I will always be there for him, so I wasn't ready for the complete absence. The text message was supposed to feel good but instead it ( Read more... ) -
Writing...what is this?
Why is that writing papers for a class is more difficult than writing for pleasure? What if the papers are even on truly interesting topics? Well I have yet to uncover this answer. It is now 1:23 in the morning and I have class in less than eight hours, but that's not a problem. The problem is that I have three papers due by one o'clock tomorrow, ( Read more... ) -
End of the semester
There are 4 more class days, 10 more days in my college town, and 6 more days until I officially blow-up. It's the end of the semester, which means that final exams are coming up. I have never been a good test taker. In high school I would get panic attacks before every test and forget about sleeping right that entire week. Now in college these ( Read more... ) -
The Beginning
Everything changed ten days ago when I took acid with my best friend and his boyfriend. It was a sunday night and it seemed like an amazing idea at the time. I had tripped before that night, but not as strongly. The beginning of the night was great. We were laughing non-stop and had so many memorable experiences. Later on in the evening we went ( Read more... )