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Like most of the time, I'm pretty tired. My schedule is pretty rough right now. Sorry I haven't been around much lately...I work 9 hours a day and go to school full time right now, gotta pay the bills baby. Life is going pretty well though, despite setbacks. Like my car getting broken into. And loving Chelsie with her so far away. I miss her. But it is just a matter of time, a matter of hard work. Whatever, it will work itself out. I'll see her, I'll get more time, I'll get ahead. It'll eventually happen. Things change for the better for the most part. I've found that even though I should be irritable with all the hours taken up by responsibility, I'm more of a happy person than ever before (not counting this summer). Usually I'm pretty sarcastic and mean or whatever, but my disposition is getting a little sunnier every day. Maybe I'm still growing up. I don't know what the next few years will bring, hopefully more free school. I'm digging this grant deal. I hope I can keep my shit together. I hope I don't fall back into addiction. That isn't to say I don't plan on doing my (and a few other people's) share of partying. Because I do plan on partying. A lot. Maybe when my probationary period is over at work I can loosen up a little. Maybe I'll soon find myself in a new job. Whatever. I say that a lot, I know, but it has become my new motto. Whatever. Like a teenage girl or something. Anyway, keep in touch my babies.

P.S. I hate surgery/hospital bills. Stupid appendix coming back to haunt me from the grave.



Beautiful.