There are some mornings....
...where you absolutely do not want to go to class, however mandatory it is. I woke up to the clattering noises of my roomie getting her stuff together (which is actually sweet, because she did her morning stuff in the bathroom instead of in here) and with a roaring headache. Then, I go to call Scott, but he's up with his best friend, who's girl just left him. They're watching movies together and I'm going to let Clark have Scott for a while, because breakups freaking suck.
Like entirely so.
So I only get to talk to Scott for a few minutes before I find out he's actually trying to be supportive, so I let him go.
My intestines and stomach start torturing me again, so I cannot WAIT until my doctor's appointment tomorrow. I would desperately like this pain to stop.
Anyway, the morning's not so great.
But I'm finally going to a counselour today. Finally. I'm excited for that and I really hope it helps, because this has been put off far too long, and I'm glad I'm able to do this, even if it's a little scary.
Argh. I have to go in like five minutes. Not that it's a huge commitment, I just need to toss on some clothes and grab my books and go.
I downloaded some workout songs from guard. It's so sad that I remember exactly what we did to each one of these songs. There was only one that I couldn't find the name of because it was in French or Portuguese.... I don't remember.
You know what song fits me so well right now? (Probably only for the chorus because I don't know all the lyrics) "I Wish You Were Here" -by Incubus.
I can't wait to get out. This is going to be so hard, though. I'll need to earn all the money necessary to get out and I'll need to find out where I want to go and make sure I'm positive of the decision.
We'll see how well this goes..
Silly math class.