Thanks for sharing your talent with the world, Mr. Ledger.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
here, now
I got into the college of my choice. Yes. Oh my god.
I got 18,000$ scholarship (which isn't enough, but hopefully I'll get the full tuition scholarship too).
I better be going come Fall.
I got 18,000$ scholarship (which isn't enough, but hopefully I'll get the full tuition scholarship too).
I better be going come Fall.
Monday, January 14, 2008
je te déteste
My friends are driving me crazy.
Literally.
I had a massive panic attack in class today because Jules is just… treating me like shit. And it's beginning to affect my mental health. I do not know what to do. Because fuck, I love her, but dammit.
I cannot handle anymore of this shit.
I know I need to see my therapist, who I haven't seen in like three weeks, and I need to up my meds, and I need to do about a thousand different things to help my cope, but I can't right now. I just want to curl up in a ball.
It's like last summer, except a thousand times worse because I can't escape to my room and hide for days. I have to go to school every day and see people.
I've been writing stuff on my arm, just as a way to remind myself of what I love. Quotes from my favourite books, etc. But sometimes, it's just not enough.
"Want what you can have," my elbow says. Yeah.
"Life chooses us; we do not choose it," my forearm warns.
And finally, the best; "je te déteste." That is my life in a fucking nutshell.
Literally.
I had a massive panic attack in class today because Jules is just… treating me like shit. And it's beginning to affect my mental health. I do not know what to do. Because fuck, I love her, but dammit.
I cannot handle anymore of this shit.
I know I need to see my therapist, who I haven't seen in like three weeks, and I need to up my meds, and I need to do about a thousand different things to help my cope, but I can't right now. I just want to curl up in a ball.
It's like last summer, except a thousand times worse because I can't escape to my room and hide for days. I have to go to school every day and see people.
I've been writing stuff on my arm, just as a way to remind myself of what I love. Quotes from my favourite books, etc. But sometimes, it's just not enough.
"Want what you can have," my elbow says. Yeah.
"Life chooses us; we do not choose it," my forearm warns.
And finally, the best; "je te déteste." That is my life in a fucking nutshell.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
meh
These past few days have been hell. Returning to school is always bad, but returning to school after such a lacklustre holiday has made it especially painful. Anyhow, my life has been particularly weird lately.
But today was good; mostly because of PostSecret. There were quite a few good ones up today.
But today was good; mostly because of PostSecret. There were quite a few good ones up today.
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