sometimes, I'd rather just be alone.

work
school
work
school
sit
work
work
school
school
work
eat
work
school
die.



when can I fit you in?



well, off to work now. duh. I don't know if I have any clean underwear. I know that I don't have money to do laundry though. Handwashing undergarments doesn't seem clean to me.. ew. ew ew. crunchy undies.

well two steps for applying to study for a year are done. Well, three, just I need to print out my essay. Essay- CHECK. Recommendation letters (4)- almost CHECK. Application- CHECK. Interview/Dars/Audit- NOT COMPLETE.

I have no reason to want to stay in New York anymore.. besides school. I wonder where I'll end up in two years when I'm completely done?!



p.s. i'm really super lonely. lonely and unhappy. i cried last night. i can't do this anymore. i am sick of being on the back burner. i am important too. i swear it. i am a good person and i don't know if anyone actually sees that.