all i need
all I want to do is go home, which isn't something that I knew I knew of before I left. but as soon as I got on the plane I knew what I was leaving behind. Im trying to be happy, but I can't try hard enough because Im too tired all the time.
my life:
wake up at 12 or 1
do crunches
eat breakfast
watch a movie
knit
get dressed
freezing cold
pack lunch
eat lunch/dinner
5 oclock walk to school
sit in studio
sometimes paint
sometimes draw
sometimes happy
mostly sad
sit online and wait for my boyfriend to come on skype
skype for longer than i meant to
5 am
walk home
lonely
sleep
repeat
repeat
repeat
repeat
everyone else here says they are having a good time.