Well.. It's official.  I have a possible interview in Ypsilanti which means I will probably be going apartment hunting soon.  hmm.. this could be good.  things can't really get worse than they seem I suppose. I keep telling myself maybe I shouldn't move because people would miss me but nahhh.. they won't and I wouldn't be that far away anyhow.. and ( Read more... )

FUCKING RIGHT!!! a C in a class I thought I was going to bomb... I can deal with a C.  That was a hard ass class.  Now if I can only pass my History final that is tomorrow... I'm pretty sure I only know what happened during Vietnam and a small part of the Cold War and European economy during that time... so I'm fucked.  I have a 72 in that class so ( Read more... )

I don't even know what to say in here.  I'm far over complaining.  I can't even bring myself to complain about nothing to complain about... wait a minute, I just did.  I don't know,  I guess I'm just boring myself to death here typing about nothing.  I should go to bed, all things considered: I did miss the last episode of Sex and the City tonight ( Read more... )

I am back to normal.  I feel complete and I just can't believe I was "lost" for so long.  Maybe I just needed to face up to helping someone in need of whatever it is I have to offer.  The passed two days have been helpful to me, in many ways.  I actually feel responsible again.  I feel like my life has a meaning once again and it's awesome.  To ( Read more... )

I hope that when I reach the bottom of the bottle of Jack tonight I don't see your face.

... there was a poll and the results are in: I'm a good person and you're a fucking asshole.

Isn't amazing how I always end up forgiving you no matter what?  That's the definition of unconditional love.  That's also what makes me want to die every fucking day ( Read more... )

"Didn't you ( Read more... )

I really wish i would have stayed dead. That way i could have stayed out of everyone's hair and wouldnt have pissed everyone off with my imperfections, mentally, emotionally, physically, etc. oh and by the way.. my newly acquired eating disorder that i have an appointment for on monday... like last monday and the monday before that and the ( Read more... )

there are alot of things i could and have every chance to say to him but it's a shame i just waste my time talking to myself about it all.

For once in a long time, I feel needed.

I am so sick of this shit.  Everytime I pick up the glass shards of what feels like my heart and "glue" them back together.  It's like someone grabs it and slams it back on the ground, stomping it into smaller and smaller fragments.  I give up.  Again.  I have a glass heart that is missing pieces because I can't possibly pick up every shard of ( Read more... )