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i haven't been this upset or unhappy in quite some time.
i'm not doing well with this whole coming home thing, after amazing weekends. i usually end up crying the entire 45 minute drive home, because i get to spend the next week in an uncomfortable environment where people don't want me around.
my fucking parents locked me out of the house. they locked the glass door at the front. probably because they didn't want to be bothered or something. and i come home, with bags and my fucking computer. (yes, i haul my hackintosh to ian's every weekend.)... and i had to ring the doorbell. my parents made a big stink about it because i didn't call or something. FUCK. it's sunday. i come home every sunday.
i really can't stand living here.
i spend all of my afternoons alone playing world of warcraft and doing homework. i'm miserable. nobody's around anymore. everyone has things they are doing, and i have weird free hours. i've been using my time to slowly weed crap out of my bedroom that i really don't need anymore. i've slowly been going through my art supplies and condensing things. i've been throwing away magazines and papers from classes long ago. i really should just start packing all of that stuff up.
i'm not using and as soon as december 5th hits, i kinda want to be gone.
ian said i could stay with him until i got my bearings straight after graduation. more than likely, i'll take him up on that offer. dan won't be around at that point in time, and i'll be able to half-ass move in.
i am so fucking lonely. and my mom gets off of work at the same time i do. i don't like those two awkward hours with her before my dad comes home. it just makes me depressed. ian just moved into an actual office, where his computer monitors face away from the door. hopefully he will be able to be on gmail chat or something, and will be able to keep me company during those long afternoons. our 6 month anniversary is coming up. i think i'm going to make him some stuff for his new office.
i miss my brother so fucking much. i don't have anyone to really talk to anymore.
i can't afford to do anything anymore.
i'm not trying out for the derby, because i don't have enough money. or time. if it could wait until december, i'd be all over it. i'm kinda scared to talk to people about it. i am physically able to do the derby... but can't actually play because my broke ass is unemployed, and i have a 70 hour a week internship that makes me exhausted to the point where i can't function in the afternoons.
i'm fucked
i'm not doing well with this whole coming home thing, after amazing weekends. i usually end up crying the entire 45 minute drive home, because i get to spend the next week in an uncomfortable environment where people don't want me around.
my fucking parents locked me out of the house. they locked the glass door at the front. probably because they didn't want to be bothered or something. and i come home, with bags and my fucking computer. (yes, i haul my hackintosh to ian's every weekend.)... and i had to ring the doorbell. my parents made a big stink about it because i didn't call or something. FUCK. it's sunday. i come home every sunday.
i really can't stand living here.
i spend all of my afternoons alone playing world of warcraft and doing homework. i'm miserable. nobody's around anymore. everyone has things they are doing, and i have weird free hours. i've been using my time to slowly weed crap out of my bedroom that i really don't need anymore. i've slowly been going through my art supplies and condensing things. i've been throwing away magazines and papers from classes long ago. i really should just start packing all of that stuff up.
i'm not using and as soon as december 5th hits, i kinda want to be gone.
ian said i could stay with him until i got my bearings straight after graduation. more than likely, i'll take him up on that offer. dan won't be around at that point in time, and i'll be able to half-ass move in.
i am so fucking lonely. and my mom gets off of work at the same time i do. i don't like those two awkward hours with her before my dad comes home. it just makes me depressed. ian just moved into an actual office, where his computer monitors face away from the door. hopefully he will be able to be on gmail chat or something, and will be able to keep me company during those long afternoons. our 6 month anniversary is coming up. i think i'm going to make him some stuff for his new office.
i miss my brother so fucking much. i don't have anyone to really talk to anymore.
i can't afford to do anything anymore.
i'm not trying out for the derby, because i don't have enough money. or time. if it could wait until december, i'd be all over it. i'm kinda scared to talk to people about it. i am physically able to do the derby... but can't actually play because my broke ass is unemployed, and i have a 70 hour a week internship that makes me exhausted to the point where i can't function in the afternoons.
i'm fucked