Fuck I'm not happy
Fuck I'm so stressed

and not school stressed. Real life stressed.

I've got this perpetual knot in my stomach.

Last night I was up till 6:30 in the morning. I watched crossing jordan, law and order, a varitey of late night tv shows and a very interesting (and even funny) documentry about funerals.

For four hours yesterday I felt fine. I felt fucking good.
but it left before midnight.

Work is dicking me around. I hate it. It's driving me crazy.

I can't wait to get out of here. I can't wait to see you. to hug you.
If things were just worked out before I got there.