Ohhhhh, how I hate everything right now.
My job is literally sucking away my brain, I am actually turning into one of those mindless drone cliche that all of us liberal arts kiddies swear that we'll never become.
I wake up at 5:30 every morning to get to work by six, and then usually work till 2:30. This of course, prevents me from ever going out during the night, and I am usually too tired after work to do anything in the afternoon. My head just feels so fuzzy and scrambled....I think I have literally fried my brain.
In other news, all of my friends (and pseudo-boyfriend) are going to New York this weekend, but I will instead be spending my time in Newark, Delaware. I haven't seen my mom since i came home for break. On the one hand I resent having to go to perhaps the most boring place on earth to spend time with my mother, on the other hand, I just finished watching Mildred Pierce again, and feel like the shittiest daughter alive.
So basically, life sucks. Please leave kind words.
My job is literally sucking away my brain, I am actually turning into one of those mindless drone cliche that all of us liberal arts kiddies swear that we'll never become.
I wake up at 5:30 every morning to get to work by six, and then usually work till 2:30. This of course, prevents me from ever going out during the night, and I am usually too tired after work to do anything in the afternoon. My head just feels so fuzzy and scrambled....I think I have literally fried my brain.
In other news, all of my friends (and pseudo-boyfriend) are going to New York this weekend, but I will instead be spending my time in Newark, Delaware. I haven't seen my mom since i came home for break. On the one hand I resent having to go to perhaps the most boring place on earth to spend time with my mother, on the other hand, I just finished watching Mildred Pierce again, and feel like the shittiest daughter alive.
So basically, life sucks. Please leave kind words.
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bummed I'm just seeing this now.
anyway, HI.
Feel better! (((HUGZ)))
~T.C.