I HATE BEING LATE it's not fair I don't party or drink or do drugs or do things after 9pm and am usually asleep by 10 WHYYYYYYYYY AM I LAAAATE ( Read more... )

Ohhhh mannnnn I can't be late to work ever again AAAAAH yesterday sucked. Amy chilled me out a little bit today, at least ( Read more... )

I'm so mentally checked out of this job, while at the same time still enjoying it. It's weird. My coworkers are great, and I can really just coast, but I'm not really putting much effort forth ( Read more... )

It's so hard for me to focus! Ughhhhh. I have to get ready for PMF. I can't believe I'm going back to work next week. Augh! UGH! WAH!

I went to a reading tonight at Floristree that ended at midnight, and I guess my nervous energy funneled into mania, because now I'm all hyped up ( Read more... )

Keep having these mostly unproductive days....gotta do better tomorrow. So easy to justify laziness ( Read more... )

Today I did my taxes and applied for a job that popped up out of the blue. I had to redo my whole resume and write a cover letter and all that. I'm not particularly interested in or qualified for the job but hey, can't hurt when someone drops the possibility in my lap. Plus, it's good practice ( Read more... )

what if I did the wrong thing? why couldnt he just live here instead of a different country? we never would have had all those problems. he was so tender when he held me. what have I done

He was jealous and distant and played games, but I was no angel either on so many levels and maybe I am just afraid to accept love. I wish I could redo that whole relationship differently. I want love so badly

I really don't like being me.