fake tales of san francisco

I feel so... not me lately.

yah.. depressed sounds like a good word.

but I don't know why.

well, maybe I do.

I think it's school, and the fact that I'm home sick. and the fact i cant go home for march break. thanks mom and dad...

and I think itis because I stress over the smallest of things. and I stress over the big ones not enough. i have enough money to due me for 3 months..

BARELY.

yippee....

so now I'm looking through the phone book for printing shops and what-not for a place I could possibly apply for. if I don't get something, I guess it's retail shit for me. or a lovely restaurant gig.

I hate dealing with people. manily because most of them are incompentant. or not english....

I don't have anything against foregniers... *fuck I can't spell* I just can't understand a damn thing they say, because of their accents. it's sad really... but I just can't... and sometimes I feel awful for it.

oh well.

but ya... if you see me sad looking.. and I say some bullshit that I'm "TIRED" it really means that somethings wrong, but I don't want to talk about it..

if I do, i'll come to you, if not... just.. let me be.

I need some me time... and I may come across as distance.. it's just me going through my phase thing... I do this a lot... not sure why though.. but it helps me.

well... I think it does.

and some things are starting to get to me...


I NEED A FUCKING BREAK....

and I can't go fucking anywheres...

FUCK.

and I need a new roomate soon..

I can't deal with Jody's bullshit anymore. nice person and all... but she needs a slap in the face of what reality is sometimes...

oh and I just looooove how she's having a fucking party here, and didn't even bother to ask me if I'm ok with it.

and I ask her all the time if she's ok with me having a party, whenever I do.

AND THIS IS MY APARTMENT FOR FUCK SAKES.


so I'm going to throw a party on *opps* the same day she does, and "forget" to tell her about it..

maybe she'll find out about it on facebook like I did.

weeeeee!

so I'm depressed and bitter. and maybe a tad bit broken on the inside.

yah, sounds about right...


I just want spring to come and to go home....

but that won't happen anytime soon.

yea for life.