Welcome to my Life
First off, GUSTER WAS FIRE-TRUCKING AWESOME. It was fantastic. And mebbe if I had come here earlier you would have gotten a better update with that. But I'm too...well...you know, to do it now.
Party stuff was weird. I was having a ton of fun, getting drunk when I suddenly realized that four guys were taking care of me, but none of them were my guys...do you know what I mean? None of them were my significant other. We were hugging and they got me drinks and I curled up against a few of them, but they weren't mine. And I want one for me. So then I got fucking depressed and sat on the porch and continued to spiral into depression because they kept coming out to check on me and to hold me to keep me warm and bring me non-alcoholic drinks. But yeah. Hence the many thoughts.
I'm just so tired of waiting for that someone, you know?
And today...I got my psych test back. The one I studied four hours for? 77. Exact same score as when I studied for a half hour. Where the hell did I go wrong? I just don't understand it at all. And it really makes me upset cause I dunno what to do to fix it. Mebbe talk to Gail about it.
Then I went to work. And it sucked. And then I came home and found out that Celeste's Grandpa died and I have to find a way home for this weekend. Just sadness in general. Bah. Stupid life. Sometimes it really really sucks.
Party stuff was weird. I was having a ton of fun, getting drunk when I suddenly realized that four guys were taking care of me, but none of them were my guys...do you know what I mean? None of them were my significant other. We were hugging and they got me drinks and I curled up against a few of them, but they weren't mine. And I want one for me. So then I got fucking depressed and sat on the porch and continued to spiral into depression because they kept coming out to check on me and to hold me to keep me warm and bring me non-alcoholic drinks. But yeah. Hence the many thoughts.
I'm just so tired of waiting for that someone, you know?
And today...I got my psych test back. The one I studied four hours for? 77. Exact same score as when I studied for a half hour. Where the hell did I go wrong? I just don't understand it at all. And it really makes me upset cause I dunno what to do to fix it. Mebbe talk to Gail about it.
Then I went to work. And it sucked. And then I came home and found out that Celeste's Grandpa died and I have to find a way home for this weekend. Just sadness in general. Bah. Stupid life. Sometimes it really really sucks.