PMS here I come….
What a most unproductive day? And it wasn’t like I wasn’t trying to be productive. I’ve been trying to get shit done, to no avail.
Got my new check card today. The good thing is that I can use the ATM and go shopping. The bad thing is that it still expires in a month. Are they going to issue me a new one, or are they kicking me out of the credit union. I’ll have to call tomorrow.
Also got my Financial Aide statement; **sigh** like I need to see how much money I’ve spent so far. I just better forget about a new car and hope the Metro can run for another 10 years.
And then fucking Justin….if you know that no one is in the house, then lock the fucking door. The same when you come in at 1-2am; fuck, it’s not like we are in the fucking country or something. How hard id it to lock the fucking door.
**sigh** I am def. on the rag. Damn, life would be so much easier if I would have succeeded an killed myself years ago. I wouldn’t feel so worthless and confused. I wouldn’t feel anything at all. Hah!
Hmmm, less than a month of school left. I wonder if I will slide into depression like I did a couple of semesters ago. I just sat at home and played EverCrack and other games all day long. That would make me feel so much better, if I could just run away from everything and play EverCrack for a week straight or something.
O. K. enough with the bitch session. I’m just going to plod along and if I get the shit done, then so be it. If not, oh well. If I get to stay in school, so be it; if I get kicked out, oh well.
Hmmm, maybe I’ve found my churchafter all
Current mood: apathetic
A 40-something rediscovering life in California