Its Hell and Sorrow
Well...today pretty much sucks. I've driven my sister all over town today from 6 in the morning till 1 in the afternoon. This is my day off...i'm so tired. I didn't get really any sleep last night, no matter what i did. I just stayed up writting. Everyone is over, thanksgiving is tomorrow and i have to work. Well from 6 till 2:30. Which really isn't that bad because i can still eat dinner and all. But, i'm going to miss the turkey bowl. And i really dont want to do that. I'm in pain. It sucks. My weekend off i help my brother move into his rad new apartment in the highlands. I wish i could go to the highlands and smile. But everytime, i just cant help but remember sights and places i used to go with her. But forget, she freakin hates me now, so whatever. But his apartment is really cool. A little exspensive, but thats pretty much what the highlands are. Expensive. I love it though, and he said i can have the futon anytime i want. Cool. Well, my job is getting a little more bearrable (sp?), i dont know why, i wish i had a better one. I feel like, i'm only alive to work. And that sucks. As of right now i dont feel like i'll ever serve a mission. I'll never be ready for it. It just seems like a goal that is entirely so far out of reach. I feel like i need motivation, but i shouldn't wait for something to make me do it, i should want to, i should be like, "hey, i really want to serve a mission, sooo, lets do it!" Why am i so reluctant? I'm probably just lazy. But i have to help prepare some food for tomorrow. Happy thanksgiving everyone.