adorkable

Fuck.

I have no control over this and I hate not having fucking control.

I hope tomorrow and the next day go cool with work cause I want an off day.

I am starting to feel sleepy and probably should go to sleep but knowing me I'll be up for hours upon hours thinking.

I need to get back into school or something I think. I don't really know. I want to go because I want to go though. I don't want to go because it is what is expected of me or where I think I should be.

I am happy and have been happy.

I am such a loser and sing so loud to that Carrie Underwood song. My faavorite part is either screaming "RIght Now" or "Some white trash version of Shania karoke". It's great...

It's June? What the hell?!