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I'm alive, I promise. Just barely.
Busy stressing about...everything. Mainly money and school at the moment. I want to go back to school, but...feh.

I have a doctor appointment tomorrow though, maybe they'll tell me why I'm so tired. Besides the stress, I'm super tired and I feel really old. No really, it's true! I can't even draw for more than a few minutes at a time before my hand joints start to hurt. Maybe it's just a subliminal message from my brain that my birthday is coming soon, so it makes me feel like an old person.
Yesterday was the first night I went to sleep after 10pm(although I did take a nap when I got home from work). And I'm ridiculously tired today but shhhh, at least I went to bed at a normal time.

I'm just tiiired of waiting for everything to be normal and non-stressful for more than one day. Really. And now my mom thinks I should move back to Arizona so I can go to school and live for free and not have to stress about money and barely live paycheck to paycheck, like I do here.

I would, but I have Matty here. That and my car isn't fit to drive to Arizona. And I hate moving. And I don't want to live with my parents again, although it'd be way easier. Ugh.



Happy birthday to me, I suppose.



p.s. for those friends that I might actually still have, we might do something next weekend for my birthday, instead of this weekend. -shrug- dunno what yet.