josaphine

today we went to eat and i saw a guy i used to work with back in the old sandwich days. i feel like it was fate. he was sitting with some of his friends, i don't know who they were, but they were gossiping about some people that i know about, and i realized that i'm not going to have that life. i'm not going to be in my mid-twenties still hanging out with the same druggies in the same places, and so on. there are people who want me to fail. i know this. these are the people who are my motivation to succeed, even when i don't think i can handle it.

i called sam and told her i wanted to see her, because i haven't seen her in about 6 months and she's the only one in this goddamn town who hasn't been a back-stabbing boyfriend fucking bitch. she's the only one i've met since i've lived here that is on my level. she's out of town, but we're going to get together when she comes back. i'm excited. i've needed a friend so badly lately, and she is exactly the friend i need.

i'm going to get this fucking degree and let these sorry ass townies burn in hell.

especially that one skank. who said hate was a bad thing? it's my fucking gasoline, bitch.