ugh
i kind of want to kill myself. i should prolly take my medicine again. but...lets not even talk about that anymore. saturday is going to suck beyond anything that has sucked before. i dont want to go. i hate going more than anything. i cant think of anything worse then having to do this every motherfucking year. if i was a terrorist its these kinds of things that would give me pleasure. I'm trying to look at the bright side but there isnt much of it too look at. Adam, Clark and Gen as usual. other than that i'm at a complete loss. I still dont know what my summer assignments are. no one else seems to know or what to bother giving them to me. That's really depressing still. Jesus, none of these people are my best friends but clearly im in dire straights if i dont know the assignments by now, cut me some slack, its not like i fucked your grandma's corpse guys... Whatever. i'm gonna like, cry myself to sleep or something.
PS. Mike, we need to talk...
PS. Mike, we need to talk...