Jul 18, 2006 13:06
sup, diary?
my birthday came and went, but i got stuck with 22 years.
i'm landlocked and need the jersey shore.
life without you makes me sea-sick...
there are so many things that i want... ugh.
mostly, though, i just want it to be easier to be alive.
i thought that maybe writing in this thing again would make me feel better, but it's starting to look like it will just make me more depressed. i can be pretty mellow-dramatic, you know.
i want a house and a family that are fulfilling, not embarassing and mean.
i'm going to this new reading group about socio-economic class stuff tonight. i'm really excited. maybe i will meet some people to connect with, but let's not count those chickens quite yet.
i fear that if i start writing in this again, class issues are all i will talk about, and that noone will care/want to read this/ & think i'm crazy...but they're all i care about lately. i'm so lonely in this crazy-rich school.
hasta la vista