So this week has been much busier than the rest of the semester because of midterms. I guess that isn't saying alot, since I am only taking 12 credits and I am still unemployed, lol. Spring break in 3 days.... hooray! I'm really excited to go home, even moreso than I have been the rest of the schoolyear. Lately I've been suffering from bouts of unrivaled homesickness, lol. I miss my mom's cooking and my boyfriend's kisses and when my dogs lick my face and a bed that doesn't feel like concrete.
I finally broke down and got the courage to ask my dad for a psychologist appointment. When I was younger, I used to have really severe manic-depressive and anxiety issues. I was on meds for a couple years, but decided to quit taking them later on in highschool and have basically been fine since then. Ofcourse, my problems never really went away, but I was pretty much able to handle them on my own. Now, 3 years later,it seems I am feeling the craziness more than ever.
No worries though, because I think things will begin looking up
This weekend before I leave for home is my cousin's 22nd birthday, and she's having a cocktail party, which should be sweet. She also said she could get me into the bar where she works, which is always a good time. I am hoping she can get me some more DMT for my friends back home too, because that is an experience no good psychonaut should ever miss out on
Other than that, not alot going on. I rediscovered my love for reading this past weekend, and finished A Moveable Feast by Hemingway in a matter of hours. Next on the list is Tom Robbins.
Today is my boy's 20th, and I hope he is having fun getting high and being silly with our friends.
I am now 2 pages into my 8-page paper. Only 6 pages left to go. Peace and carrots, all.
I finally broke down and got the courage to ask my dad for a psychologist appointment. When I was younger, I used to have really severe manic-depressive and anxiety issues. I was on meds for a couple years, but decided to quit taking them later on in highschool and have basically been fine since then. Ofcourse, my problems never really went away, but I was pretty much able to handle them on my own. Now, 3 years later,it seems I am feeling the craziness more than ever.
No worries though, because I think things will begin looking up
This weekend before I leave for home is my cousin's 22nd birthday, and she's having a cocktail party, which should be sweet. She also said she could get me into the bar where she works, which is always a good time. I am hoping she can get me some more DMT for my friends back home too, because that is an experience no good psychonaut should ever miss out on
Other than that, not alot going on. I rediscovered my love for reading this past weekend, and finished A Moveable Feast by Hemingway in a matter of hours. Next on the list is Tom Robbins.
Today is my boy's 20th, and I hope he is having fun getting high and being silly with our friends.
I am now 2 pages into my 8-page paper. Only 6 pages left to go. Peace and carrots, all.