the air
Remember that one time I had a job, that is no fun. Or that one time I wish I had my own apartment, where I could do what I wanted. I feel so very kinda overwhelmed or something, I'm not to sure. I just...wish I could put my finger on the different emotions I feel sometimes. I am really excited for school to start in the fall, thinking about it kind of...makes me giddy...and that kinda makes me sick. As much as it is a pain in the ass, I really think that deep down I like it. I wish I could have taken more advantage of my days off from work. I only get two and now one of them has come and gone. I hope I can get something constructive accomplished tomorrow. I really need to do something. I guess my mom had a stroke on sunday, she is in the hospital but I haven't been able to get a hold of her. My dad put my dog Jessie to sleep, not this past saturday, but the saturday before. I didn't get really sad, I'm not sure why. I kind of think that I am a mean hearted person, but I really did love my dog. I also think that I'm selfish sometimes, but I'm sure everyone is selfish now and then. The house is kind of lonely now that Jessie's gone. Nothing to step over, and kind of cleaner, not sure how that is possible. I just wish I had some money, so I could move out. I remember my old apartment sometimes, and it makes me sad because I really did have fun there, even though there were days that were kind of boring. I just remember a lot of fun times there.