it's good to be home, but for some reason now that i'm home my profile picture is different. weird. oh well. but yeah, it's good to be home. no more school for me for the next few months. i start working again tomorrow, and i'm actually looking forward to it. in know i'm crazy for saying that and i'll probably be bitching about working later, but it will be nice to do something other than school for a little bit.
only two iof my grades are in right now, and so far i have an A and an A-. let's hope the other ones are good grades too.
today is my little sister's birthday. she wants to eat at kfc for her birthday dinner. we never eat kfc, and i personally hate fried chicken. my sister is a weirdo. who wants to eat at kfc for their birthday?
it's weird coming home and seeing how much everythuing has changed. my room is no longer my room, it hasn't been for a long time. but now it doesn't even look like my room. my sister has taken over it and painted the walls yellow and moved all the furniture around so it doesn't look like my old room at all. it's actually kind of sad. even the mall at home is changing. it's weird. but i guess change is good.
i'm going to go to chris' work and eat lunch with him today. i love doing this, but i don't really know why. i guess i just think it's cute. i bring him some lunch and we eat together. it's just sweet.
i started a new medicationfor anxiety last night. usually medications make me feel all gross, but right now i fell pretty good. i didn't take very much. hopefully this medication will work for me. if not i guess i have a lot of experimenting to do this summer.
listening to: "not your bottle" dandy warhols
reading: middlesex, by jeffery eugenides
shelley
only two iof my grades are in right now, and so far i have an A and an A-. let's hope the other ones are good grades too.
today is my little sister's birthday. she wants to eat at kfc for her birthday dinner. we never eat kfc, and i personally hate fried chicken. my sister is a weirdo. who wants to eat at kfc for their birthday?
it's weird coming home and seeing how much everythuing has changed. my room is no longer my room, it hasn't been for a long time. but now it doesn't even look like my room. my sister has taken over it and painted the walls yellow and moved all the furniture around so it doesn't look like my old room at all. it's actually kind of sad. even the mall at home is changing. it's weird. but i guess change is good.
i'm going to go to chris' work and eat lunch with him today. i love doing this, but i don't really know why. i guess i just think it's cute. i bring him some lunch and we eat together. it's just sweet.
i started a new medicationfor anxiety last night. usually medications make me feel all gross, but right now i fell pretty good. i didn't take very much. hopefully this medication will work for me. if not i guess i have a lot of experimenting to do this summer.
listening to: "not your bottle" dandy warhols
reading: middlesex, by jeffery eugenides
shelley VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
good luck with the new meds hunnie. i know what it's like. i just started some new meds myself. always such a guessing game. *sigh*
*mmmmmmmmwAh*
i hope the meds are good for you now too.