Quarter Century
I turned 25 and it came and went with a mother fucking whimper.
I invited my closest friends here in NYC and not one of them showed besides the fucking girl i'm... well... fucking.
This fuckin blows. I have enough social anxiety issues about asking people to hang out and stuff and now well this just makes things about 10 times worse. Because it wasn't random people or a new girl it was all people I consider decently close friends and I got lots of bullshit excuses.
I don't know maybe I should just move back home. go back to school and get my teaching degree. I'm certainly not doing the acting thing out here either and at least I know I have friends I can count on back home. christ they would at least show up for a half hour.
ugh... yay for having a blue birthday
I invited my closest friends here in NYC and not one of them showed besides the fucking girl i'm... well... fucking.
This fuckin blows. I have enough social anxiety issues about asking people to hang out and stuff and now well this just makes things about 10 times worse. Because it wasn't random people or a new girl it was all people I consider decently close friends and I got lots of bullshit excuses.
I don't know maybe I should just move back home. go back to school and get my teaching degree. I'm certainly not doing the acting thing out here either and at least I know I have friends I can count on back home. christ they would at least show up for a half hour.
ugh... yay for having a blue birthday