Not Dead Yet
Well I bet you are all expecting a nice happy fluffy bunny post with dusty stories of burning man. Well sorry kittens but bitter is the new black and I am feeling darker then obsidian these days.
Burning Man was good and a lot of positive has come out of it but I have been slammed back into decompression with a volume of suckage never felt before.
I have fucked up at school and will have to take an extra semester to fulfill my requirements because I flaked, like I do and am now short 1 science credit because I didn't pay attention and took too many electives. I know it is spilled milk and all but I still feel like banging my head against a wall a few dozen times. Concussions are fun! Plus what is 5 grand more when I am already 30 grand in debt.
I have fucked up my knee while on vacation. I didn't even get to play derby at Burning Man. The x-rays show no breaks and the dr. said just soft tissue damage but it still hurts to walk and I won't be playing derby anywhere for a while.
2 steps forward in my training, and I don't take a step back I just I trip over something and break myself again.
Oh yeah and the real fun...I got to come home to the confirmation that I don't really have one. It was something that was discussed before I left and then re discussed in the first 24hrs of being home. I need to move out. It is mutual attempt on Frankie's and I's part to try and shake thing up enough in our relationship that some of the pieces fall back together. It may or may not work. Right now I am feeling way too sardonic to judge but I know we could not continue the way things were. It was hurting both of us way too much.
so let me know if you have any leads on places in the east side for under $700 for Oct 1st.
I feel myself shutting off again. It is cold and lonely inside my own head but it seems to be the only way I can keep myself from loosing it right now and I really don't have time to break down right now, there is way too much to do.
maybe after mid-terms.
Burning Man was good and a lot of positive has come out of it but I have been slammed back into decompression with a volume of suckage never felt before.
I have fucked up at school and will have to take an extra semester to fulfill my requirements because I flaked, like I do and am now short 1 science credit because I didn't pay attention and took too many electives. I know it is spilled milk and all but I still feel like banging my head against a wall a few dozen times. Concussions are fun! Plus what is 5 grand more when I am already 30 grand in debt.
I have fucked up my knee while on vacation. I didn't even get to play derby at Burning Man. The x-rays show no breaks and the dr. said just soft tissue damage but it still hurts to walk and I won't be playing derby anywhere for a while.
2 steps forward in my training, and I don't take a step back I just I trip over something and break myself again.
Oh yeah and the real fun...I got to come home to the confirmation that I don't really have one. It was something that was discussed before I left and then re discussed in the first 24hrs of being home. I need to move out. It is mutual attempt on Frankie's and I's part to try and shake thing up enough in our relationship that some of the pieces fall back together. It may or may not work. Right now I am feeling way too sardonic to judge but I know we could not continue the way things were. It was hurting both of us way too much.
so let me know if you have any leads on places in the east side for under $700 for Oct 1st.
I feel myself shutting off again. It is cold and lonely inside my own head but it seems to be the only way I can keep myself from loosing it right now and I really don't have time to break down right now, there is way too much to do.
maybe after mid-terms.