Eye Twitch, bad decisions are inevitable

OH SOLEMN OCCASION, YOU ARE ANOTHER DISTRESSED BLOG

of sorts.

Things seem to be getting better for the most part.
At least I have a roommate now.

It's nice. Knowing that there is someone that's in my position.

Even though I will have to live catless.
Sad day.

But at this point, with the commotion and agony not thinking things through has cost me, this has been six weeks of stress, partly due to the questionable nature of having a roommate. Well, all because of my lack of a roommate.

But I have one now. And she's alright. Allergic to cats, which is sad, but she's a decent person. I can totally deal.

I'm actually now excited at the thought of having my own room and furniture. Living there over the summer (hoping I get a job of course).

It's a nice relief.

The boy deal is pretty chaotic.
I love how I never emphasize a girl.

I obviously have double standards.

ANYWAY. I find that everyone is paired off. No one looks at me like they used to.
There was this one prospective individual. But at this point I feel as if that is a failed venture and not even worth the attempt.

I find his boyish goodlooks enticing. Oh well, the semester is almost over with. Time to return home. Where awaits only a jobless encounter and a daily reminder of my wasteful effort.

I'll at least help out with this one organization and hope for the best...
I just want money. Is it that difficult for someone of my caliber to find something mindnumbing and pay me to do it?

Aggravation.

I've been trying this, don't freak out/be as serious as you usually are/blocking it out as much as possible because everything will work out.

Who knows if it's working.
Who knows if everything will work out.

I'm just so damn impatient and too self absorbed to even notice if it did.

I just secretly hope things are working out.
I hope something will come up.
I don't know what to expect anymore.

Rawr.

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