gingerlie

why does my heart feel like its crumbling into a million pieces when i know im doing what i have to?
why am i forced to hurt the one person who really cares about me in order to make things better for myself?
why cant things be easy?

apparently to get ahold of delta airlines you have to call at 3am. luckly i found out that i just have to check in at the airport to get my seat number which is cool, i was afraid they were filled up and i would have to wait for a flight with an open seat. the lady said that since i have my ticket they wont make me go on standby. WOO finally one thing goes my way.

list for tomorrow
clean clean clean clean clean...check
go to gallery and pick up letter of recommendation from old boss...check
pack...in the process
do laundry...in the process
bake apple cinnamon muffins...nope fuck you muffins ill get to you when i have time
pack some more...uhh same thing as above
eat...check
sleep
not worry so fucking much!!!!!!!...in the process

i have so much going through my brain right now i cant remember even the littlest things. so lists from now on.