Frankly, life sucks and I feel nothing.
I think that I was suppose to be at work today. I'm sitting in front of my workplace. However, I don't know if I am suppose to because they had the doors locked when I was there and when they were finally opened I had no idea how to sign in or sign out or even where the schedule was. I don't care about the sentence structure. Life has been sucking for the past few days and I wish that it would cease to suck.
I can see why my new room mate loves princesses. If my prince would ride in on horseback and offer to take me away from here I would hop on before he finished his sentence. Heck, if he drove up in a pick-up truck and asked me if I wanted to live in a tralier in Waco I would probably accept and be sitting next to him while pushing his leg down on the gas. Unfortunately, my existence is just that...existence. I sit in lobbies because I no longer have a room to go to. I can't daydream because people tend to walk in. I'm not suicidal, but life really does suck and I just feel like I don't care anymore about this college.
I wish that I knew what I was doing here. I feel like I belong here, yet the college seems to be shoving me away. I know a lot of people who are transferring, and I wish that I could join them. Unfortunately, I can't because then I would have to get a job and save my paychecks until I pay off the loans before I could even think about going to another college (which will probably be more money). Man, I have a feeling that my life is going to end up like the song "1985"--Bowling for Soup except without the husband and kids.
Man, I am so low. I'm not depressed in a sad way, just in a I-just-don't-care-anymore kind of way. I think that I would care a little if someone were to throw me out a window or something, but I would get over it. LOL. Sorry, a little morbid, but I don't care. Life sort of sucks right now and I just don't care since I don't have my friends, daydreams, or anything else motivating me to do anything. Man, can I use this as a reason to have my own room? I want to kill things. That might make me feel better. Probably not, but I just don't care anymore. There's no feeling in my heart. I don't feel too much of anything. It's sort of numb. I know I shouldn't say most of the things that I have been saying, but frankly I am rambling on due to boredom and how much life sucks. I think that I finally fit the rocker persona now. Man, to be a rocker would rock. Instead, I'm just a student in debt. Man, doesn't life just suck!
I can see why my new room mate loves princesses. If my prince would ride in on horseback and offer to take me away from here I would hop on before he finished his sentence. Heck, if he drove up in a pick-up truck and asked me if I wanted to live in a tralier in Waco I would probably accept and be sitting next to him while pushing his leg down on the gas. Unfortunately, my existence is just that...existence. I sit in lobbies because I no longer have a room to go to. I can't daydream because people tend to walk in. I'm not suicidal, but life really does suck and I just feel like I don't care anymore about this college.
I wish that I knew what I was doing here. I feel like I belong here, yet the college seems to be shoving me away. I know a lot of people who are transferring, and I wish that I could join them. Unfortunately, I can't because then I would have to get a job and save my paychecks until I pay off the loans before I could even think about going to another college (which will probably be more money). Man, I have a feeling that my life is going to end up like the song "1985"--Bowling for Soup except without the husband and kids.
Man, I am so low. I'm not depressed in a sad way, just in a I-just-don't-care-anymore kind of way. I think that I would care a little if someone were to throw me out a window or something, but I would get over it. LOL. Sorry, a little morbid, but I don't care. Life sort of sucks right now and I just don't care since I don't have my friends, daydreams, or anything else motivating me to do anything. Man, can I use this as a reason to have my own room? I want to kill things. That might make me feel better. Probably not, but I just don't care anymore. There's no feeling in my heart. I don't feel too much of anything. It's sort of numb. I know I shouldn't say most of the things that I have been saying, but frankly I am rambling on due to boredom and how much life sucks. I think that I finally fit the rocker persona now. Man, to be a rocker would rock. Instead, I'm just a student in debt. Man, doesn't life just suck!