what i need now is a nice mug of strong tea...
actually a nice shot of strong scotch would be even better...lol
well, my life in the past 5-7 months has been pretty hellish...and since i haven't written a journal in ages i thought i'd whine in this one...
following is a list of my troubles and travails these last few months:
~in september, i got kicked out of my group home for 'not working the program', even though i put in my thirty days notice and had moved out on the 25th day they kicked me out on the twenty-seventh, for not waiting the full thirty days.
It's been 6 months since I last wrote anything. I've been pretty down on life; my girlfriend(ex) and I broke up and I can't find a real job I can be proud of now that I've gotten my degree.
Just finished my 1st day of work! Im bored now. Wanna hang out and watch movies with me all night??
“You've changed so much. I guess that's what happens. I wish you knew how much you changed me. I wonder if I changed you, if your life isdifferent because of me. Because mine's different. My God, you taught me so much, and now we don't even talk to each other. I guess that's what happens.” -author unknown
I am a highschooler. I have struggled with being bi/gay/curious for the past 11 years. I have never done anything with a guy. But on the other hand I have had plenty of chances to mess around with girls and just haven't (aside from making out).
Sometimes i feel like what holds me back from experimenting is not knowing who is gay. i go to a small school so its not like people "come out" and have a crowd to hang out with. There are less than 70 kids in my grade and we all know each others business. BUT THATS WHAT MAKES TODAY SO EXCITING!!!
K so i haven't been here in ages I got caught up in the splenders of life. So I log in and it says i have two unread private messages I cannot find them LOL HELP! I refreshed the page it still says i have new msgs and i still cant find them XD they aren't appearing as "new" in my inbox...
So, I got into a fight with my mom yesterday over the state of my bedroom. Apparently, I am dirty and filthy and there is a dissconnect between how I always leave the house looking gorgeous and made up, but I put my face on in a dirty bedroom. Which is strange considering I cleaned my room two days ago, but as usual, I'm not good enough.