I’m so exhausted, but not in a needing sleep kind of way.
I’m so stressed out. About everything. This blows.
I have the next 3 days off, I only work 3 days this week, which doesn’t help my stress at all because 99% of my stress is coming from money problems. I hate my life right now.
And I miss malls, clubs, my friends, my cat, my car… this place is driving me crazy.
I think I’ll move to San Francisco next. My job would transfer.
So, I’m having to move for my cat… I went to look at the first room that I found today and the chick seems pretty cool.
I told her about our current OCD roommate who drives us crazy and she was like “oh no, I’m not OCD. I wouldn’t be like ‘oh my god, you put your cup there?!’ I’d be more like “oh my god, you found my cup!!’” bahaha. her house is a huge mess because she’s a full time worker on top of toddler parent. Yeah, a toddler. Think I could handle that? I didn’t meet the toddler, but I’m sure if I don’t find a better deal on a room, I’ll be going back to meet the kid and sign a 3- month lease. The room is $550, including utilities… which is ok. It’s a 10 minute walk from work, which is AMAZING.
We’ll see how this works out.
New My Drunk Kitchen!!
…and I notice it right when I run out of time… Gotta go catch the bus… sad day. :(
I’m seriously tempted…
to save up some money, put all my stuff in storage, and go around visiting all my internet friends.
I could see so many places and meet so many awesome people.
Wouldn’t that be awesome??
If you have ever taken a razor blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped one or more meals, cried yourself to sleep because you never thought you were good enough, attempted any sort of self harm, had thoughts of taking your own life, or actually tried it, HONESTLY reblog this.