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I've been going to write something since 1:50. I got distracted (read: downloaded songs. Come on, RIAA, sue me. Maybe you can take it out of what I own in student loans.)
I'm having a night. School's out, as of today, and I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself now. Not as in "however shall I occupy my empty days" but more like "what the fuck do I do now that I'm through with Massasoit" and "how do I wait until grades come out and I know my fate". I filled out the paperwork to get everything sent straight to UMass, so it's like being on an automatic killing machine, rather than the old fashioned kind. All I can do is sit and wait.
I always wanted to be out of that hellhole, but now that I'm practically done, I'm scared to death. It's all the college I've had. Much as I hated it, I know I could hack or parley my way through damn near anything there.
God, I picked a load of depressing songs to listen to. Sucks that I like ballads.
For someone who never shuts up, I have nothing to say tonight. Everything was summed up into above. I'm nervous; I can't sleep.
Wow, I actually picked something not entirely depressing.. Escapist, yes, but not depressing. Whoever would have thought I'd like Styx..? I need a vacation.
I have to get up tomorrow, I have to go to work again and listen to Julie whine about how the world owes her a living and she never gets a break and my attitude is bad... blah, blah, blah. I want to quit. I hate my job.
I'm sorry. None of this makes sense and I'm apologising to my journal now. God.
I'm having a night. School's out, as of today, and I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself now. Not as in "however shall I occupy my empty days" but more like "what the fuck do I do now that I'm through with Massasoit" and "how do I wait until grades come out and I know my fate". I filled out the paperwork to get everything sent straight to UMass, so it's like being on an automatic killing machine, rather than the old fashioned kind. All I can do is sit and wait.
I always wanted to be out of that hellhole, but now that I'm practically done, I'm scared to death. It's all the college I've had. Much as I hated it, I know I could hack or parley my way through damn near anything there.
God, I picked a load of depressing songs to listen to. Sucks that I like ballads.
For someone who never shuts up, I have nothing to say tonight. Everything was summed up into above. I'm nervous; I can't sleep.
Wow, I actually picked something not entirely depressing.. Escapist, yes, but not depressing. Whoever would have thought I'd like Styx..? I need a vacation.
I have to get up tomorrow, I have to go to work again and listen to Julie whine about how the world owes her a living and she never gets a break and my attitude is bad... blah, blah, blah. I want to quit. I hate my job.
I'm sorry. None of this makes sense and I'm apologising to my journal now. God.