I don't know. But I'm setting myself up for another weekend where I randomly cry Saturday night and that isn't at all cool in my books. I am SICK to death of how much I've been crying this semester. It's chronic now. I won't even be doing anything and well, here, why don't you fucking cry some more, Heather. You totally need to do that. You totally
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A part of me really did because I like getting dressed up and eating really bad catering and hanging out with friends in hotels over night. :\ The more realistic side of me is going MEH.
I would love to join something I feel passionate about. The problem is I don't really know what does anymore. I like choir, but that's a one day a week type deal and I'm about to lose that outlet once I graduate.
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It may be medical, sounds reminiscent of my ADD problems, of my sister's depression. No one can just "work through these things" without help.
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If it was medical, at least I could probably take more than over-the-counter sleep meds to keep myself on track.
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I agree with ~grapecase talking to someone on campus might be beneficial.
And I like what she says about college destroying more dreams than building them. And it doesn't matter because when you graduate and move on most places of employ you just pretend you know what you're doing. And hell, if you're good at lying you should be good at pretending, right? The silver lining, maybe?
You still rock, BTW. My closing advice: keep calm and look at JGL.
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♥ you.
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I'ma peptext you later!
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