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i am really starting to resent the fact that i am not sleeping. i sleep for awhile. then i wake.
i have never had insomnia this bad.
i havent slept at all tonight. and i wont. ill finally fall asleep at 10 30 only to have to get up at 12 for class.
I didnt get home from work till 1 last night. or this morning. 1am never the less.
oh the joys of working big retail during the holidays.
im going to mcdonalds in awhile. just to make myself feel more like shit.
i was at walmart at 5am to buy toilet paper, batteries, and milk.
I did get to talk to my mom though. She has to be at work by 7.
And Murphy got used to be being home this weekend so yesterday morning he ran straight to my closed bedroom door and didnt move.
my mom kept telling him i wasnt in there. and he didnt move. not until she opened the door and he ran up to my bed.
then he ran out. i am homesick. but it doesnt have anything to do with being scared or missing home.
it has to do with the fact that i dont have very much here. if i did, it wouldnt be so hard.
i literally have like 3 friends. nicholas. ziyad. kindall. kindall and i arent even close either. we just talk.
whatever. i hate it when i get all sappy and sad. its fucking pathetic.
i have never had insomnia this bad.
i havent slept at all tonight. and i wont. ill finally fall asleep at 10 30 only to have to get up at 12 for class.
I didnt get home from work till 1 last night. or this morning. 1am never the less.
oh the joys of working big retail during the holidays.
im going to mcdonalds in awhile. just to make myself feel more like shit.
i was at walmart at 5am to buy toilet paper, batteries, and milk.
I did get to talk to my mom though. She has to be at work by 7.
And Murphy got used to be being home this weekend so yesterday morning he ran straight to my closed bedroom door and didnt move.
my mom kept telling him i wasnt in there. and he didnt move. not until she opened the door and he ran up to my bed.
then he ran out. i am homesick. but it doesnt have anything to do with being scared or missing home.
it has to do with the fact that i dont have very much here. if i did, it wouldnt be so hard.
i literally have like 3 friends. nicholas. ziyad. kindall. kindall and i arent even close either. we just talk.
whatever. i hate it when i get all sappy and sad. its fucking pathetic.