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Jun 26, 2005 15:08

My mom called.

Time to start packing. I'm coming to pick you up now.

Gives me an hour warning that I have to put together my entire life in a suitcase and uproot myself from my home. And move to FUCKING NORTH YORK.

I know it's for my job. I know I chose it. I know I can be downtown on weekends.

But I just hate it there. I hate it so much and it's utterly illogical. I have a physical intolerance to my mother's house and fucking...fucking Yonge and Steeles.

I need to calm down.

No use having an anxiety attack over something that was my decision.

But I'm going to be hardpressed not to when I'm dragging my suitcase out to the car and leaving my apartment, my house, my street, my area, MY HOOD, YO, so I can spend the summer stuck in a suburb.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...please make it better?

love,
N.
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