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Well I'm alive. Good. Can't say I expected as much, but I'm not gonna argue with the universe on this one
I am right back to the same old shit. I got in, unpacked, went to Albertson's to get that out of the way because I needed to get like milk and shit, came back, HAD A FUCKING GIANT CRY, and passed out for like three and a half hours. Now I'm up. Having to motherfucking listen to Martha and her boyfriend (who is apparently homeless, I don't know what other reason he would have for being here fucking EVERY GODDAMN NIGHT) do whatever it is they do when they aren't locked in her room moaning. Disgusting. I wish they would leave, I want to make some food. >:C
My mom won't pick up her phone. I really want to talk to her since I am in the hugest fucking state of misery right now. God it. It /hurts/ how bad I want to be home right now, it physically hurts. I cannot even explain it.
I had some dreams during my nap but I can't really remember them. I remember uh. I was on a little mini plane lol I WONDER WHERE THAT CAME FROM. And uhhhh. I was flying around downtown El Paso? And there were some dudes standing on the roofs of some buildings? I dunno, and there was a part where I was in some HUGE HUGE HUGE airport with like this big pit or something and I was talking to my dad on the phone but I could see him down the hall from me and he was telling me that he was going to make a lifetime supply of orange sherbet. Which...Actually sounds like something my dad would try to do, although he would probably try to make lime sherbet instead of orange. My dad is a large ham
I think I am going to start tagging my entries from now on. We'll see how long this lasts
probably today only
I am right back to the same old shit. I got in, unpacked, went to Albertson's to get that out of the way because I needed to get like milk and shit, came back, HAD A FUCKING GIANT CRY, and passed out for like three and a half hours. Now I'm up. Having to motherfucking listen to Martha and her boyfriend (who is apparently homeless, I don't know what other reason he would have for being here fucking EVERY GODDAMN NIGHT) do whatever it is they do when they aren't locked in her room moaning. Disgusting. I wish they would leave, I want to make some food. >:C
My mom won't pick up her phone. I really want to talk to her since I am in the hugest fucking state of misery right now. God it. It /hurts/ how bad I want to be home right now, it physically hurts. I cannot even explain it.
I had some dreams during my nap but I can't really remember them. I remember uh. I was on a little mini plane lol I WONDER WHERE THAT CAME FROM. And uhhhh. I was flying around downtown El Paso? And there were some dudes standing on the roofs of some buildings? I dunno, and there was a part where I was in some HUGE HUGE HUGE airport with like this big pit or something and I was talking to my dad on the phone but I could see him down the hall from me and he was telling me that he was going to make a lifetime supply of orange sherbet. Which...Actually sounds like something my dad would try to do, although he would probably try to make lime sherbet instead of orange. My dad is a large ham
I think I am going to start tagging my entries from now on. We'll see how long this lasts
probably today only