holy cats, as miss fisher would say...
so. check this out:
my "to-do" list (yeah, i have one) is SIX PAGES LONG. i'm so freaking busy. i don't have time to see my "boyfriend" who is rather lame and i'm pretty sure just wants to fuck me and move on--ergo, i don't want to see him. i never have time for ANYTHING, including calling my fabulous friends or going out or doing damn well anything. i work. i go to school. i work. i do some random crap that is silly but needs to be done. i feel like all i ever do anymore is complain. about everything. i complain about how stressed out i am. i complain about how much weight i've lost--way too much to be healthy, by the way. i complain about wes, i complain about my family not speaking to each other, i complain about not seeing my best friend in almost two years, i complain about not having the financial aid for school, and i'm complaining right now about complaining.
GAR.
i need a hug. and a neck massage. any takers?
my "to-do" list (yeah, i have one) is SIX PAGES LONG. i'm so freaking busy. i don't have time to see my "boyfriend" who is rather lame and i'm pretty sure just wants to fuck me and move on--ergo, i don't want to see him. i never have time for ANYTHING, including calling my fabulous friends or going out or doing damn well anything. i work. i go to school. i work. i do some random crap that is silly but needs to be done. i feel like all i ever do anymore is complain. about everything. i complain about how stressed out i am. i complain about how much weight i've lost--way too much to be healthy, by the way. i complain about wes, i complain about my family not speaking to each other, i complain about not seeing my best friend in almost two years, i complain about not having the financial aid for school, and i'm complaining right now about complaining.
GAR.
i need a hug. and a neck massage. any takers?