Blah....
I really don't know what to do anymore.
I guess I'm back to waiting until I'm 18.
Getting my apartment,
being able to keep my car.
Only thing that's going to suck is this:
Weekends will be shittier than ever.
Weekdays will be pretty great.
I think I can survive with that.

These have been some of the worst days of my life.
I don't have a plan anymore.
And I feel like I'm out of time.
Because I am.
Plan: Get out, as quickly as possible.
Go where you have to.
Live and work your hardest.
But for Christ's sake Chelsea,
live.

1) Finish my fucking math class
2) Find a roommate who is 18+ or find an inexpensive one bedroom apartment in Citrus Park (right ( Read more... )

So ready ( Read more... )

It seems like all my entries on this diary are just pissy ones.
And they are.
I just don't post here anymore unless I'm pissed off.
Life is aggrivating, sure,
but at least right now
I'm not pissed off.

Well, I had started an entry earlier today ( Read more... )

I'm tired.
Just fucking tired.
I want to curl up,
next to a certain someone,
and fall asleep there.
And that would be better
than anything in the world right now.

Yea, so,
just as I suspected,
I've completely fucked my High School graduation.
Hooray for summer class.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Somebody shoot me.

Well ( Read more... )

Yea, I don't know what my deal is
I'm just a big tired emotional blob.
Feels like I'm circling the drain again.
Can't wait for summer
and for freedom.

Feels like the weekend already.