gimme a sense of purpose, a real sense of purpose now
blargh? today i am back to work after my weekend off. yesterday was just crazy. saturday was great. i modeled for lauren and katherine's party was great.. yesterday was just weird though. anniversary of uncle's suicide and all. i visited my former teacher and she fought with her husband and i burst into tears out of nowhere. ate an awkward meal. later anisa called. went bar hopping with her. the roma and a couple places in hartford. i have to go to work. life is odd. i so don't want to work. i just want to go for a walk. i hate working.