I'm sick of spending almost every hour of my life cooped up in this room. The problem of course is that I have nowhere to go, no money to spend and no friends to see. I went to a party last night, but for the most part I just ended up putting dents in the dip and reading Rolling stone on the couch. Meanwhile, the job search has come to a screeching halt due to a lack of energy and optimism. I really don't know if there's a single thing out there that I'm cut out for.
The few social graces I have completely dissolved and I'm even having trouble talking to close friends and family back home. I honestly just don't know what to say anymore. In short, I've been more depressed then I have in my entire life. I really hate feeling this way.
Well alright...three hours later and I feel great. I've decided to leave the original post as testament to just how fucked up these mood swings are. It always hits like a ton of bricks then fades out shortly afterwards. Let me also add that dancing is great medicine for the blues and that "Hoops" is the coolest song in existence.
The few social graces I have completely dissolved and I'm even having trouble talking to close friends and family back home. I honestly just don't know what to say anymore. In short, I've been more depressed then I have in my entire life. I really hate feeling this way.
Well alright...three hours later and I feel great. I've decided to leave the original post as testament to just how fucked up these mood swings are. It always hits like a ton of bricks then fades out shortly afterwards. Let me also add that dancing is great medicine for the blues and that "Hoops" is the coolest song in existence.