What Ireland Did for Me.
Let's start with this: This was the most profound, magnificent, BEST experience of my life.
AND... There will be a day when I list all the wonderful, amazing, beautiful experiences that I've had in this country.
Today, unfortunately, is not that day.
I owe my mom over $3,000.
I owe almost $2,000 in Credit Card Bills.
I have like $30 in my bank account.
FUCK.
ANNNNND, I have a fucked up relationship with a beautiful/ horrible boy and I don't even know where to start with him.
I come home on Tuesday.
My anxiety is freaking out like crazy. I can't even function anymore, it's so bad. I really don't even know what to do with myself.
I have like 7 papers to write when I get home.
I still have 40 hours of internship to somehow finish.
and a root canal on Wednesday.
coooooool.
I know all of this is my fault. It's my fault for ignoring real life and just doing whatever the fuck I wanted for four months. It was bound to catch up to me eventually.
I just need to find a third job, get to work the moment I get home on all the papers/ stuffs, and not smoke anything for a week or two after my lovely dental appointment.
no big deal.
ahhhhhhhh!!!!!
I'm a mess.
Love you guys. Sorry about this craziness.
<3
I really don't even know what to do with myself right now.
AND... There will be a day when I list all the wonderful, amazing, beautiful experiences that I've had in this country.
Today, unfortunately, is not that day.
I owe my mom over $3,000.
I owe almost $2,000 in Credit Card Bills.
I have like $30 in my bank account.
FUCK.
ANNNNND, I have a fucked up relationship with a beautiful/ horrible boy and I don't even know where to start with him.
I come home on Tuesday.
My anxiety is freaking out like crazy. I can't even function anymore, it's so bad. I really don't even know what to do with myself.
I have like 7 papers to write when I get home.
I still have 40 hours of internship to somehow finish.
and a root canal on Wednesday.
coooooool.
I know all of this is my fault. It's my fault for ignoring real life and just doing whatever the fuck I wanted for four months. It was bound to catch up to me eventually.
I just need to find a third job, get to work the moment I get home on all the papers/ stuffs, and not smoke anything for a week or two after my lovely dental appointment.
no big deal.
ahhhhhhhh!!!!!
I'm a mess.
Love you guys. Sorry about this craziness.
<3
I really don't even know what to do with myself right now.