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HEYY. I'm sitting at Ken's waiting for him to get home. I hate doing this, it makes me feel so awkward. Anyway, I figured now is as good as any to update. For some reason I'm watching the Drew Carey show and getting very frustrated. I hate this show. I wonder why there's a boquet of flowers on Ken's coffee table.
I've come to realize...
I work too much.
I have no idea what I'm going to do with the rest of my life.
My best friend and I are fighting over stupid stuff.
I'm no longer speaking to my father ever again.
I have to money to pay too many bills.
And after it all, I'm the happiest I've been in a while. Not like overwhelming happy, but content and loving every minute of it.
I've come to realize...
I work too much.
I have no idea what I'm going to do with the rest of my life.
My best friend and I are fighting over stupid stuff.
I'm no longer speaking to my father ever again.
I have to money to pay too many bills.
And after it all, I'm the happiest I've been in a while. Not like overwhelming happy, but content and loving every minute of it.