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pretty sure i was on the verge of having an anxiety attack today. i couldn't sleep at all last night for reasons that i don't particularly feel like sharing with everyone just yet. from 11 o'clock last night until maybe an hour ago i had butterflies in my stomach...you know, when you're about to get on a rollercoaster that you've never been on before...and you're freaking yourself out even though you know everything will be fine in the end...yeah, i've been doing that to myself for the past 22 hours...only i'm not too sure that everything will turn out fine in the end like it does after that initial drop on a roller coaster.
i don't even know what the fuck i want. i mean i do, but i don't think i'm prepared to face the consequences. it would be nice if i weren't such a fucking pussy and could talk to people about it, but the only person i really talk to about anything is liz...and doing that can even be a bit of a challenge at times...
i'm moving out of my parents house after england. i need to. as much as i love living at home and not having to worry about all the little expenses that come with being on your own, it's just something i have to do for myself. i need to stretch my wings a little bit. time to leave the nest.
i hate working at american eagle. it's a joke. a lot of the people there are really nice, but i just can't stand going in there every day. the worst part is that we aren't even open yet. oh well, i can tough it out for two months. england will be here before i know it...
i'm tired of being single. i did something COMPLETELY out of character yesterday that has something to do with that, so we'll see what happens.
i don't know what else to write about...so i guess i'm done...
i don't even know what the fuck i want. i mean i do, but i don't think i'm prepared to face the consequences. it would be nice if i weren't such a fucking pussy and could talk to people about it, but the only person i really talk to about anything is liz...and doing that can even be a bit of a challenge at times...
i'm moving out of my parents house after england. i need to. as much as i love living at home and not having to worry about all the little expenses that come with being on your own, it's just something i have to do for myself. i need to stretch my wings a little bit. time to leave the nest.
i hate working at american eagle. it's a joke. a lot of the people there are really nice, but i just can't stand going in there every day. the worst part is that we aren't even open yet. oh well, i can tough it out for two months. england will be here before i know it...
i'm tired of being single. i did something COMPLETELY out of character yesterday that has something to do with that, so we'll see what happens.
i don't know what else to write about...so i guess i'm done...