Monday, November 17, 2008
what satisfaction can thou have tonight?
i took a vicoden and it's helping my cramps, but not my 4 page paper writing abilities. i'm sweaty.
Monday, November 10, 2008
be still my beating heart.
man, sometimes shit just sucks, and there's no getting around it.
it's officially passed the two month marker for me being unemployed. i can't fucking do this anymore. cutting it real close to having to apply at mcdonalds.
on the lighter side, i'm doing great in school. i need to see an adviser to talk about next semester though and if i'll have my scholarship back. i can't afford another almost 3 years without it. or how ever long it will take me, i don't even know.
stop thinking about the past, it only brings up bad memories. the good ones come when you think about the future.
i need to take my own advice.
it's officially passed the two month marker for me being unemployed. i can't fucking do this anymore. cutting it real close to having to apply at mcdonalds.
on the lighter side, i'm doing great in school. i need to see an adviser to talk about next semester though and if i'll have my scholarship back. i can't afford another almost 3 years without it. or how ever long it will take me, i don't even know.
stop thinking about the past, it only brings up bad memories. the good ones come when you think about the future.
i need to take my own advice.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
so miniscule
albeit halloween is just one day out of the year, it's usually my favorite. this year, however, was dismal in comparison to previous years. i didn't have a costume, for starters. second, i didn't do anything outside of going to my dads house and taking audrie around to about 10 houses. i can't really complain because if i really wanted to go out, i would have found someone who wanted to take me along, and if no one else wanted to invite me then obviously i wasn't wanted. oh well. i watched the divinci code and ate good food, and way too much candy because when i finally got invited somewhere i turned it down from the feeling in my stomach (not unlike the feeling of wanting to explode). maybe next year will be better.
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