I am quitting my job. The good pay is not worth fearing my well-being/feeling like crap because I know I suck at this job.
Hopefully I can get a job working on campus serving food. I had an interview. I'm calling tomorrow.
I wish I didn't have to take Macroeconomics. It starts tomorrow. I keep forgetting.
I really, really wish I could be on the road with my parents and nieces, going to visit family in North Dakota, to see Mt. Rushmore, the Badlands, and the mall of America. I never thought I'd desperately want to go on a family vacation, but I MISS THEM.
I am bored with my life.
My roommates annoy me.
I feel like David and I are an old married couple sometimes.
I never write in this thing.
I am contemplating deleting it.
It is odd losing touch with friends I never in a million years thought I'd lose touch with.