so there's only a month of school left.
and i'm actually not looking forward to the summer..or the next year to come for that matter.
moving home is going to kill me. i'm going to die in that town, i know it now. but..you have to do what you have to do.
and hopefull working for a year will provide me with some extra money to do with what i please.
maybe i trip will be in order.
i want to go back to new york.
sososososo badly.
i've been thinking a lot lately. and i've come to the conclusion that i have ridiculously unrealistic goals and that i should wake the fuck up.
maybe.
or maybe not.
whatever gets me through the day.
okay i'm done rambling.
yes.
and i'm actually not looking forward to the summer..or the next year to come for that matter.
moving home is going to kill me. i'm going to die in that town, i know it now. but..you have to do what you have to do.
and hopefull working for a year will provide me with some extra money to do with what i please.
maybe i trip will be in order.
i want to go back to new york.
sososososo badly.
i've been thinking a lot lately. and i've come to the conclusion that i have ridiculously unrealistic goals and that i should wake the fuck up.
maybe.
or maybe not.
whatever gets me through the day.
okay i'm done rambling.
yes.