I’ve seen more spine in jellyfish.

There are plenty of things I could say to make you cry- but it wouldn’t be as fun the second time around.

I hope your 21st birthday is as miserable as you’re making mine.

Closed.

Slack.

I want some sort of direction. I’m tired of not knowing what lies ahead. I’m ready to move on. I’ve changed my major, applied to UNI, and have researched WIU. But there’s only so much I can do being 180 miles away. Don’t get me wrong- I love the city, but it’s just not for me right now. I’m ready for a career, to actually start taking classes that apply to my major.

I understand that this is something I have to work towards but I just wish someone would point me in a general direction; give me some sort of idea.

Ugh.

I’m sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard and you’re just trying to help.

I loved you with a fire red, now it’s turning blue

Good weekend.

This week will hopefully go by quickly.. Spring break soon! Wish I was going on some extravagant trip, but oh well.

Naked.

I’m not catching on fire today

I’m having a really rough day. I failed my english midterm (as well as history, and gender I’m sure, but I haven’t seen those grades yet). I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. Even when I do apply myself, I still manage to do a little less than average. It sucks too, because I honestly have no idea what my grades are right now because none of my classes have assignments. It’s just papers and tests.

(I gotta vent, sorry).

Not only am I pretty much failing at the one place I wanted to be, I just found out that I owe almost $200 on my taxes. Don’t know how I’m gonna do that. And since my mom isn’t going to claim me this year (school purposes.. I need financial aid) I have no health insurance at the moment. Which is comforting. Not.

I just wish I knew what I was doing wrong. I’ve never been one of those people who can read the book and remember the material. If only it were the old days and I could just get married and pop out babies and teach in a one room school house (ha…kidding).

Maybe moving to a place with a fuckton of distraction wasn’t the best choice.

Makin’ progress

you’ve wrung me out too, too, too, many times

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Started Wreck the Journal again =]