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i have become one giant stress bomb. if you touch me you'll set me off. i have too much work to do blugh, although i've been handling it all fairly well[ish]. i sent off my application/portfolio/everything else to VCU yesterday. i'll find out in 3 weeks whether or not i got in.
i just found a small drawing i made for an old friend of mine a while ago. for some reason i've been thinking about her a lot lately. i wish i wasn't. i don't particularly like her anymore. thinking about her stresses me out :( and i already have enough to deal with. i almost wish we were friends again but i really don't.
i hope this weekend goes well. i need one. i hope i can see sean again before he leaves for europe this tuesday.
you know, it's really bad when you feel like you can't let out your emotions on your own journal. most people don't pay attention to them so i say. why bother? i'll just tell the people who do care . . which isn't very many.
you know, i should've left this place a while ago. i've been here too damn long. and there's nothing i particularly like about it and it doesn't pareticularly like anything about me. i don't belong here. no one should belong in a place where people don't care about them. everyone deserves some sort of happiness in their life on a daily basis.
you know it's sickening to me how this has become routine. get online, check my email, talk to friends, bitch on livejournal, the end. i should try to stop using the computer and do other things.
on that note im out. later.
i just found a small drawing i made for an old friend of mine a while ago. for some reason i've been thinking about her a lot lately. i wish i wasn't. i don't particularly like her anymore. thinking about her stresses me out :( and i already have enough to deal with. i almost wish we were friends again but i really don't.
i hope this weekend goes well. i need one. i hope i can see sean again before he leaves for europe this tuesday.
you know, it's really bad when you feel like you can't let out your emotions on your own journal. most people don't pay attention to them so i say. why bother? i'll just tell the people who do care . . which isn't very many.
you know, i should've left this place a while ago. i've been here too damn long. and there's nothing i particularly like about it and it doesn't pareticularly like anything about me. i don't belong here. no one should belong in a place where people don't care about them. everyone deserves some sort of happiness in their life on a daily basis.
you know it's sickening to me how this has become routine. get online, check my email, talk to friends, bitch on livejournal, the end. i should try to stop using the computer and do other things.
on that note im out. later.