work, work, work, work, don't breathe, just work. i'm not even working though. not good.
i'm digging this hole deeper and deeper and and falling so behind, but apparently i don't care that much.
this whole job limbo plus school thing isn't working out. only a week and a bit though, then i'll be good in that aspect.
i wish this whole blog thing was just a diary that i didn't care about anybody reading, then i could complain about how immature, jealous, impatient, lazy, and tired i am. i just thank god for the people that can deal with me when i can't even deal with myself. i'm focusing too much on myself and not enough on others who need me. and i need them, i'm just pretending i don't. i need to make the time, but here i sit, writing this instead of my sociology content analysis or reading hard times or writing the alternate ending or learning about the french revolution, the enlightenment and napoleon. and i work tonight, like i did last night and monday, and will be doing saturday. i love a good payday, but hopefully it won't come at the cost of my marks, health and sanity.
OKAY, let's do it.
(ps, love don't live here anymore - city and colour)