Ahh LJ, I've neglected you
So to sum up my life since my last entry: Sucking beyond the telling of it. My mom has breat cancer (Which apparently she now has to get chemotherapy for despite the doctor being "HIGHLY CONFIDENT" that she wouldn't), I've got a work load that would break a mule's back, and I'm quite frankly ferging a nervous breakdown. I've even started smoking again. Missionary is back in town and getting back into normal life, now he wants to hang out as much as humanly possible. I'm quasi-dating artist, which is currently going no where since we're both far to busy, and now I have another guy interested who I'm going to call Rocky. I'm also back on speaking terms with Mook and I think we may even end up being friends despite my best efforts to hate him with the burning hot intesnity of 1000 suns.
I swear I'm going to end up in the loony bin by the end of this semester.
I swear I'm going to end up in the loony bin by the end of this semester.