this is the end
From now on, I'm not making my entries friends only.
Because, I don't care who reads this. I have nothing interesting to say anyway.
Anyway, the apartment is treating me well, except I'm starting to feel too comfortable just sitting and doing nothing. I haven't hung out with too many peoplem this summer, and I guess i'm sort of stuck in my own routine and I'm too lazy to make an effort for others.
Now I'm preparing myself for a trip back to St. Louis. My grandpa died and I'm going home to help my mom.
I don't want to go back, but I felt like I had to.
Maybe family is starting to mean more to me.
Because, I don't care who reads this. I have nothing interesting to say anyway.
Anyway, the apartment is treating me well, except I'm starting to feel too comfortable just sitting and doing nothing. I haven't hung out with too many peoplem this summer, and I guess i'm sort of stuck in my own routine and I'm too lazy to make an effort for others.
Now I'm preparing myself for a trip back to St. Louis. My grandpa died and I'm going home to help my mom.
I don't want to go back, but I felt like I had to.
Maybe family is starting to mean more to me.