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| Is the thought that we are about to enter our LAST YEAR OF COLLEGE
really fucking depressing to anyone else??? This time next year
we will be responsible adults. No more skipping class because we
drank too much the night before. In the real world if you skip,
you get fired, you starve to death, you live under a bridge. This
is the real mother fucking deal, man. Fucking scary.
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| Man this sucks. It's the night before Christmas Eve and I'm in
Austin. Alone. Not just like "omg I miss my
boyfriend." But alone. I don't know a single soul left in
Austin. Okay, well people I work with, but most of them are
lame. I had to work all day today and I have to tomorrow, too, so
I'm stuck in this fucking town and cold ass house by myself. Why
is this bothing me so much? Most people I know would take
advantage of a night to have some "me time" and rent some movies and
pop some popcorn and curl up on the couch, but not me. The
thought of doing all that by myself makes me cry. Maybe because
it's the holidays? Who knows. This all scares me because I
used to think of myself as a fairly independent person. But
now? Am I one of those stupid girls you NEVER see by
herself? Like she even goes to the bathroom with someone
else? Okay it hasn't gotten that bad, but it's really scary to
think that I've grown dependent on ANYONE else to keep me from getting
depressed. This probably doesn't make sense. I haven't seen
a car drive by my street since I've been home from work 2 and a half
hours ago. I think one reason I'm so upset is the thought that if
anything happened to me, it would take anyone I love AT LEAST an hour
to get to me. A lot can happen in an hour. Also, if I
couldn't call 911, who would? No one would even know if something
happened. This is awful.
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| HEY. Sorry it's been so long, I know you've missed me.
Thanksgiving break was wonderful. I got in late Wednesday night
because I had to work here in Austin that night. As soon as I
walked in the door, I had some wine and talked to my mom for a
while. Then I slept for like 12 hours, woke up, began drinking
more wine and eating a LOT of food. It was glorious. This
was how the remainder of the weekend went with the exception of Friday
because I had to drive back here and work all day. Sunday I got
to see some dumb hoez named Katy and Jenna which was nice. We
just sat around and talked about all the idiots we went to high
school with, which is what we always end up doing when I actually get
to see them.
I'm uber sore because I didn't work out at all over the break and yesterday was step aerobics. I can barely walk.
My brother is graduating from college on the 10th which is a very scary
thought. College graduate and he's still a shit head. Who
woulda thought. To celebrate we are having a party on the
17th. You should come. Don't bring lame friends, drugs, or
your smelly ass pets. Yes, at his 21st birthday party we had all
three. A lot of lame people (real life prostitutes!), people
doing cocaine in our bathroom, and a huge smelly dog stinking up the
carpet.
Hope everyone's semester is wrapping up nicely. Mine didn't go
exactly as well as planned, but that's the story of my college career
thus far, so why did I expect any differently this semester?
Eat shit!
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| Is it really only Chewsday?
UGH.
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| This was the best TX/OU weekend so far (obviously). Even if we
hadn't of won, I still had a wonderful time in Dallas with my good
friends, making new ones and seeing old ones from high school.
I have a test in 6 hours that I haven't begun to study for, but for
some reason I'm not that worried. Or maybe it's just that I don't
care? I'm already so burnt out on the semester and it's less than
a month and a half into it.
I'm happy though which I guess is all that matters.
Have a good week.
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