A lot has been going on lately. Well more than usual. I'm happy. I miss my friends, but that's a given. Got lots of news. It won't be spoken until the time comes I guess. Uhm, I'm going to be getting a house up here in Aroostook County. My very own house! Talked to my mom about it. I don't know what else to say.. Hope everyone is happy.

I feel like I was stuck with the bill.

Alright well. I feel like I am seven years old and have caught a glimpse of the merry go round again. Possibly, I like to put myself through pain. Colleen, a masochist? Nah, she isn't up there with Albert Fish. I don't know how to explain it. I don't know how to explain anything anymore. Looking for a job. Yay. Heh. I am so afraid of getting one ( Read more... )

Brett's living here now. It's kind of nice having the company, but then again, we fight a lot too. I've been making some music on the computer. It's cool I guess. Nothing else to do. These pills make me so damn tired and drone-like. The doctor did tell me they were sedatives though. Yay. I really don't want to take them anymore, but I feel like I ( Read more... )

I am getting the most adorable German Shepard puppy I've ever laid eyes on. My dreams lately have been so vivid that it scares me.

Sometimes I think that the problem isn't me. I thought I was actually getting somewhere with myself. My mom is a fucking nut. She acts like I am competing with her. I don't understand. She is my fucking mom, what would compell me to do so? There is nothing to do here in this fucking town!! NOTHING! Anything I want to do I CAN'T! Get a job = NO. ( Read more... )

I hate myself for not downloading Opera sooner.

I cannot believe I went to the doctor. I haven't gone in so long. What six? Seven years? The first step is taking one I suppose. Life is awkward and unpleasant as usual. Bored to the core, with only this poor computer. Miss a lot of people and things. Happiness is lacking in my life. I hope it changes soon. *Pop*

No one ever believes me. 
I have been thinking a lot lately about life.
Sad this is what it had to come to..

Going to a psycho analyst. 
Then going to a therapist. 
Then going to the Pharmacist.