Soo... yesterday I think my blowout with Rob kind of pitched me into what I was headed toward anyway without my anti-depressants, which is, surprisingly enough, depression. Before that I think I was coasting, squeaking by on vapors alone, because things have been going so fabulously well in certain important emotional areas recently. Emotional areas like romance and friendship and camaraderie and geographical closeness.
School is almost over and I'm seriously considering just going back to HCC again next semester intead of going to UH because it's closer, it's cheaper and the freshman classes are much much smaller. It'll be much easier to manage what with my car having decided that it no longer wants to go forward (backward? hey, that's peachy) and with my parents not able to take out any more money for a while.
Because
Sarah is the absolute awesome, i got instructions and a walkthrough and called the pizza place I turned an application into last week. I talked to the manager and set up an interview with him for Friday. The coolest part of that is that, if I had to, I could walk there, which isn't something to take for granted out here in the suburbs. It was one of the few places I applied to that is within walking distance, and it's the only one that was actually advertising job vacancies.
I feel tired.