lolz.^
It's Friday. Every day gets a little better. I try not to spend long periods of time alone in my room, but rather out exploring. Yesterday I ended up outside McDonalds on 13th, feeling kind of like a lost puppy. But I did find useful information: That's the bus stop that goes to "SFC." And if those initials stand for Santa Fe College, then I'm definitely going to take a bus to school for Summer B.
I"ve been avoiding basically all of my family members. My aunts have been calling to see how I am and everything, but I just don't want to talk to them. If I don't talk to them, then it's like it didn't happen, and I don't think I want to fully acknowledge the fact that my sixteen year-old cousin threw himself in front of a commuter train.
In other news, I've really been enjoying my job. I especially enjoy working with Bailey and Fiorella, and as I'm not easily offended, Ryan and I get along quite well. And it's never unfortunate to come home smelling like a bakery.
I hope everyone is well.