FUCK IT ALL , I'M GETTING MY LICENSE IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO
how the hell do you get a new copy of your Social Security card??????
one thing after the other. I was eating toast 'cause i was hungry but didnt actually have an appetite, and i was staring at nothing trying to figure out what the feeling is that i'm feeling. i think it's helplessness with just a side of tiny tiny bit of hope. I feel defeated, stressed, trouble staying asleep, tired of things going wrong one after the other and one complication after the other, tired of my grandpa's constant harping (wtfever, if i need fucking shampoo and a brush, and i want cookies b/c i'm stressed and need to pig out then i fucking will so butt the fuck out of my affairs!!!) and NY's stupid RULES AND REGULATIONS. siiigh the only time i feel any joy right now is when i'm out riding. once again reduced the frustrated tears.
right now i'm working out if i get go ahead and get my denver license, despite the fact that it would make me an out of state student. i dont care. i need a car because i need work, and i'm not getting an on campus job and i need to start paying off my loan debt so that the next year i apply i wont need a cosigner. fuck ya know??? plus, to get any job other than transferring to target in buffalo would mean sacrificing pay. I want to get the fuck out of debt. I don't want to live off loans like i did last year which was a huge mistake. And I'd like to go to freaking Israel before my grandma gets too freaking old and dies.
tired of applying for the same loans over and over. GONNA GO WATCH BUFFY.
[burping cuz burping is what i do when i'm upset]
one thing after the other. I was eating toast 'cause i was hungry but didnt actually have an appetite, and i was staring at nothing trying to figure out what the feeling is that i'm feeling. i think it's helplessness with just a side of tiny tiny bit of hope. I feel defeated, stressed, trouble staying asleep, tired of things going wrong one after the other and one complication after the other, tired of my grandpa's constant harping (wtfever, if i need fucking shampoo and a brush, and i want cookies b/c i'm stressed and need to pig out then i fucking will so butt the fuck out of my affairs!!!) and NY's stupid RULES AND REGULATIONS. siiigh the only time i feel any joy right now is when i'm out riding. once again reduced the frustrated tears.
right now i'm working out if i get go ahead and get my denver license, despite the fact that it would make me an out of state student. i dont care. i need a car because i need work, and i'm not getting an on campus job and i need to start paying off my loan debt so that the next year i apply i wont need a cosigner. fuck ya know??? plus, to get any job other than transferring to target in buffalo would mean sacrificing pay. I want to get the fuck out of debt. I don't want to live off loans like i did last year which was a huge mistake. And I'd like to go to freaking Israel before my grandma gets too freaking old and dies.
tired of applying for the same loans over and over. GONNA GO WATCH BUFFY.
[burping cuz burping is what i do when i'm upset]