you're never going to pull it off, you shouldn't even try
So the only highlight of my summer is no longer happening.. man this summer sucks.
pretty sure i've spent every day so far this summer drunk.
& most of the last month.
can't wait til it's over.
edit- 1:51am.
& then i realize, once again, i have the most amazing boyfriend ever, & completely made up for the hell someone else put me through.
Goodbye Couer D'Alene, hello beach Las Vegas! :]
I did, however, start to write letters to everyone who's made me feel like crap. 2 down, 100+ to go.
I might've been in & out of therapy for years now, but i think this is going to be much better help.
Maybe i won't have to go back on anti-depressants after all.
I'm also going to have to get better at expressing how i feel though. I'm able to tell all this crap that's happened to me, but i've never been able to tell how it effects me. No matter how much i daydream about it at work, or go to bed hoping one day it'll all pass, i don't think it's going away unless i figure out a way.
Hmm anyway, within hours of my mom talking to a retailer for our house it's pretty much sold. She was approved for a loan to have our house for rent. I think tomorrow we're going out house searching more. That or I'm finishing up my pima & paraprofessional stuff.
I also decided customer service effin sucks. Especially at a supercenter. If i don't get this job then I'm just going to find a smaller business to work at. If we move it'll be the perfect time to quit, since some of the houses we were looking at were way down by the freeway. But that'll also make it harder to get to school.
WHICH WON'T MATTER SINCE I'M OH-SO-CLOSE TO MY TRUCK, especially since i'm /hopefully/ getting $300 back & saving another $200 or so i thought i was going to have to give up. So suck on that, all you fuckers who got your lives handed to you.
We'll see who's smiling in the end :)
Look around little brother can you tell me what you see?
You're a big boy now, so take responsibility,
you never had it hard, but now it's getting tough,
so you whine! whine! whine! and you say you've had enough.
You say I'm full of shit, that I'm a hypocrite
I shouldn't talk when I can't take the advice that I give,
Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes:
the main difference here is that I try! try! try!
pretty sure i've spent every day so far this summer drunk.
& most of the last month.
can't wait til it's over.
edit- 1:51am.
& then i realize, once again, i have the most amazing boyfriend ever, & completely made up for the hell someone else put me through.
Goodbye Couer D'Alene, hello beach Las Vegas! :]
I did, however, start to write letters to everyone who's made me feel like crap. 2 down, 100+ to go.
I might've been in & out of therapy for years now, but i think this is going to be much better help.
Maybe i won't have to go back on anti-depressants after all.
I'm also going to have to get better at expressing how i feel though. I'm able to tell all this crap that's happened to me, but i've never been able to tell how it effects me. No matter how much i daydream about it at work, or go to bed hoping one day it'll all pass, i don't think it's going away unless i figure out a way.
Hmm anyway, within hours of my mom talking to a retailer for our house it's pretty much sold. She was approved for a loan to have our house for rent. I think tomorrow we're going out house searching more. That or I'm finishing up my pima & paraprofessional stuff.
I also decided customer service effin sucks. Especially at a supercenter. If i don't get this job then I'm just going to find a smaller business to work at. If we move it'll be the perfect time to quit, since some of the houses we were looking at were way down by the freeway. But that'll also make it harder to get to school.
WHICH WON'T MATTER SINCE I'M OH-SO-CLOSE TO MY TRUCK, especially since i'm /hopefully/ getting $300 back & saving another $200 or so i thought i was going to have to give up. So suck on that, all you fuckers who got your lives handed to you.
We'll see who's smiling in the end :)
Look around little brother can you tell me what you see?
You're a big boy now, so take responsibility,
you never had it hard, but now it's getting tough,
so you whine! whine! whine! and you say you've had enough.
You say I'm full of shit, that I'm a hypocrite
I shouldn't talk when I can't take the advice that I give,
Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes:
the main difference here is that I try! try! try!