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So my weeks been going downhill. I mean, it's had it's moments, but I'm pretty much finished. I think I'm just going to spend the next few days trying to shut off. My time in Durand was okay. Looked for jobs, filled out an application to Baker(though I don't know what that'll do) and I got some work from Mrs. Weber. I feel like shit. My dads been ranting and bitching for three days. You know how when someones saying shit about you, you're supposed to just sluff it off, not let it get to you. It's what I've always told people to do, it doesn't fucking work. And my dads outlook on life, contagious?.... Like the fucking plague. Three days of listenign to my dad talk about how worthless people are, and how fucking pointless it is to do anything for other people, and how no one ever really cares, and how selfish people are. Trust me, when you stop thinking of how much bullshit it is, when it stops being words, and just blurs into a buzzing sound in your ear, things start to seep in. It's been nothing but shit since Ashley and Kristen left me at Webbers.
I wish I could fucking sleep.
I wish I could fucking sleep.