I love it here, dont get me wrong.
I loved it here, seems for accurate.
Trying to figure out what to do next seems to be a lot harder than I thought it would be. I always make things harder than they should be. The normal human knows what they like and what they do not like. Ashlee Rawlings contemplates whether or not she likes something until the decision is made for her, and she is given no choice. One of my worst qualities, but i'm used to it. What i'm getting at through all this blah about nothing, I think im going to look into another school. Right now i'm thinking about next year, but if this continues it may be next semester. If only someone could make the decision for me. I'm not nearly as sick as I was before. Homesick rather. Last night I took two sleeping pills and locked myself in the boiling brick oven and turned out the lights. Turned on gossip girls. Said goodnight to my textees. & hoped that I could get some sleep. I found myself awake four hours later. I think the best sleeping pill would be one that numbed my mind and slowed my thoughts for a few hours, atleast. I could use a few more of my SaltLake friends down here. Dixie was never the plan. I was supposed to go the the U, join a sorority, possibly live in an apartment with my closest friends, spend weekends at the frat house... sounds much too cliche now.
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