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I finally finished Corp. Law.
Needless to say I'm definetly not going into that field.
After the exam, some of the class and I went to East Side Mario's for a beer.
I had diet coke. No ice.
Friday I went to see my psychiatrist. Karen was supposed to come, but found out at the last second that she had a test at school. It was unfortunate, I could have really used her then.
The appointment cleared up at thing or two, but it's just the beginning.
I'm not especially thrilled about life as of late.
For the first time in my life I've developed an apathy for life around me.
I've been feeling very used and very dispensable. I haven't even the will to grieve or be morose over my life as stands. I'm especially bored.
Bored is the perfect word.
I'm extremely bored.
Lately, I've been getting the impression that I'm unwanted by a few people. They're constantly talking down to me and attempting to make me feel insignificant, and really, at this point I haven't the energry to retaliate.
I think the lack of energy coinsides with the apathy.
I'm also feeling and overwhelmingly bitter distain for a certain someone.
Blood is thicker thank water...not so much.
Anyways, I'm seriously not trying to be a mope, nor am I looking for any sympathy or attention. I'm just writing.
It's interesting how I feel the need to justify what I write in an online journal.
I suppose I care too much what my audience thinks.
In the end, we're our own worst critics.
Needless to say I'm definetly not going into that field.
After the exam, some of the class and I went to East Side Mario's for a beer.
I had diet coke. No ice.
Friday I went to see my psychiatrist. Karen was supposed to come, but found out at the last second that she had a test at school. It was unfortunate, I could have really used her then.
The appointment cleared up at thing or two, but it's just the beginning.
I'm not especially thrilled about life as of late.
For the first time in my life I've developed an apathy for life around me.
I've been feeling very used and very dispensable. I haven't even the will to grieve or be morose over my life as stands. I'm especially bored.
Bored is the perfect word.
I'm extremely bored.
Lately, I've been getting the impression that I'm unwanted by a few people. They're constantly talking down to me and attempting to make me feel insignificant, and really, at this point I haven't the energry to retaliate.
I think the lack of energy coinsides with the apathy.
I'm also feeling and overwhelmingly bitter distain for a certain someone.
Blood is thicker thank water...not so much.
Anyways, I'm seriously not trying to be a mope, nor am I looking for any sympathy or attention. I'm just writing.
It's interesting how I feel the need to justify what I write in an online journal.
I suppose I care too much what my audience thinks.
In the end, we're our own worst critics.