Funny How Some Songs Stay With You...
I still haven't managed to get Scrubs, My Musical out of my head. I have, however, managed to avoid watching it today. I wasn't productive today. I did turn in my PLUS Loan application, so sweet, but I'm still iffy on how long it'll take. My court date with Bluegrass has been set, so I'm going to start getting things lined up (somewhere to stay, where to keep my things, what I'm going to say in court, etc.) I'm actually really terrified about it. I just don't know what to expect, and well, I don't do well with the unexpected.
Kat managed to make me cry today. She was trying to be a good friend and get me thinking about taking the semester off to go back home and try again next semester. I tried to tell her as nicely as possibly that I can't think of that as an option. I don't have anywhere to stay if I go back home. Yeah, I could be with my sister, work the same time Danara does, but if I go back, I really do feel like I won't come back to Central. And believe me, that thought scares me more than anything else. I really do feel like if I keep pushing right here, right now, I'll be able to make it through this and be happy. I won't be happy if I go home. Honestly, if I did go home, I would be worried about my falling back into depression. I already dealt with that this summer. I won't do it again. I won't let myself fall there again. So I'll keep moving forward. I can make it. I have a good feeling about it. I have to make it.
I'm finally set in my classes. I just need to wait until Friday to drop my excess ones. That way I'm more likely to get my money. I'm going to talk to Jim at the Chef and McDonalds before class today. I'm thinking I have a good chance. I just have to stay positive.
I lost my damn wallet. I have no idea where it could be. The only problem is that my life is in it and if anyone finds it, they own me. Fuck. Must. Find. Wallet.
In the mean time, a few more episodes of Daria are in order and then sleep. Then errands. Then class.
Life will work out. I know it will.
Kat managed to make me cry today. She was trying to be a good friend and get me thinking about taking the semester off to go back home and try again next semester. I tried to tell her as nicely as possibly that I can't think of that as an option. I don't have anywhere to stay if I go back home. Yeah, I could be with my sister, work the same time Danara does, but if I go back, I really do feel like I won't come back to Central. And believe me, that thought scares me more than anything else. I really do feel like if I keep pushing right here, right now, I'll be able to make it through this and be happy. I won't be happy if I go home. Honestly, if I did go home, I would be worried about my falling back into depression. I already dealt with that this summer. I won't do it again. I won't let myself fall there again. So I'll keep moving forward. I can make it. I have a good feeling about it. I have to make it.
I'm finally set in my classes. I just need to wait until Friday to drop my excess ones. That way I'm more likely to get my money. I'm going to talk to Jim at the Chef and McDonalds before class today. I'm thinking I have a good chance. I just have to stay positive.
I lost my damn wallet. I have no idea where it could be. The only problem is that my life is in it and if anyone finds it, they own me. Fuck. Must. Find. Wallet.
In the mean time, a few more episodes of Daria are in order and then sleep. Then errands. Then class.
Life will work out. I know it will.