Dec 25, 2005 23:21
There is so much I want to say and yet I really can't bring out the courage to do it. For instance, for the past three days I've been debating sending an e-mail to Diana apologizing to her for everything I've ever done to her. For being an immature ass and for disreguarding her opinions on things. For being so increadibly selfish when it came to anythign to do with her. but yet, I don't. Simply because I'm afraid that it'll cause more damage then it'll fix.
Christmas was just like any other day. The fact that it's the 25th of december means very little to me. I got up, went to work, was bored out of my mind and thus frustrated because I was so bored. I got clothes. Only person who gave me something that I really appriciated was my dead grandmother... wierd isn't it?
Oh well, I work tomorrow from 12-10 although I might head in at 10 to do some extra work (which I don't get paid for). So yeah ... I really don't know what to do anymore. My life has become nothing but work and school. In jan, I start to work 40h a week and school on top of that. I won't have time for my friends anymore. But hey, it's the way that things just have to be.
anyways, i'm off to bed. Time to sleep before I die of exhaustion.
- Mike