Squish, squish.
I killed the biggest spider ever in my room earlier today. My day went pretty much downhill from there.
I went to Mass at 12 with the parentals and the niece/nephew (who have spent the night). Afterwards they wanted dim sum (I don't like dim sum), and then we went shopping for stuff. Eventually I got home and everyone took a nap except for me. Later, I took them on a hike through Sycamore Canyon which was funny, because almost everyone fell down the first hill.
I've been pretty depressed lately. Which sucks, because I just turned 21, and legally can do anything I freaking want. My friends have totally disappointed me the past couple of months. And I've been totally alright with that. Nobody really has "stepped up" their game. But I've kind of let it happen. I freaking hate myself for who I've been, but then the flipside is completely accepting that. Most of the time I find myself keeping busy, but then there are times when I check my phone, no missed calls, no texts, no voicemails (even though I hate them). In the hopes of feeling better, I'm thinking of deleting my Myspace account.
Yes, it's that bad.
I went to Mass at 12 with the parentals and the niece/nephew (who have spent the night). Afterwards they wanted dim sum (I don't like dim sum), and then we went shopping for stuff. Eventually I got home and everyone took a nap except for me. Later, I took them on a hike through Sycamore Canyon which was funny, because almost everyone fell down the first hill.
I've been pretty depressed lately. Which sucks, because I just turned 21, and legally can do anything I freaking want. My friends have totally disappointed me the past couple of months. And I've been totally alright with that. Nobody really has "stepped up" their game. But I've kind of let it happen. I freaking hate myself for who I've been, but then the flipside is completely accepting that. Most of the time I find myself keeping busy, but then there are times when I check my phone, no missed calls, no texts, no voicemails (even though I hate them). In the hopes of feeling better, I'm thinking of deleting my Myspace account.
Yes, it's that bad.