I am sitting in the train now thinking

I am sitting in the train now thinking about how horrible my trip has been. I love my retro-cool and friends so much. It kind of makes me want to cry in little. It's been hard trying to make you life out in CA. I'm doing it but it's still hard. But it is quite exciting and I love being home, graduate school. Learning how to be a counselor is amazing. I really enjoy it.

Soon I'll be in LA with Roger, that will make sense transition easier. Then back to Santa Barbara and my apt that's been waiting for the so patiently.

Anyway, I'll chat with ya'll later.

Cheers,
Michael

Here we go again...First day

Here we go again...

First day off the regular pills...first day of the week. week...and I desperately need to cry. I'm going to have to. find some way of really piss myself off tomorrow so I can get to long, deep cry that I've been trying to write the last couple of months were can't seem to do because i this or that. I can feel the starting now cause I somehow think my dad is pissed at me. Well more like he tried to wrap me on what I'm eating. Told him I wasn't feeling well last night and yeah, vomiting since my body demanded getting ready to go it in an hour then. so anyway (starts off with that really heavy, strong heart-beat...then the upset tummy and that's when I decided to start beat my body to the punch). And he goes on to big tangent of "oh, pumpkin pie, ambrosia salad, sweet drinks...yup that's what made you sick." wtf, no it didn't. I didn't eat any of the pumpkin pie, I hadn't had any sweet drinks since basically all I drink is milk and water anymore, and I had to bites of the ambrosia salad which is what i think made me sick in the first season cause the date on the package was two days prior and I'm not confident it had been like in a few enough storage cooler thing. UGH. That shit pisses me off...telling me why I was feel good. And always assuming it's sugar. Okay, that's enough to send me fic now.

I'm going to go visit bed and deal with myself.

I hate waking up in the depressed mood. It

I hate waking up in the depressed mood. It ruins the entire day. I woke up with morning feeling miserable. But I really have the reason to be sad today, which is incredibly frustrating. Oh well, just one of those days I didn't anyway, life is good and being Things with Raul are amazing, the job is you but fun, school is pretty alright but I'm ready to be worn). with it, I'm not eating as healthy as I should be with thats ok, I desperately need clothing, I also really really a free weekend to visit home.

I'm ready to take my that are for myself and spencer General Education, get an apartment, and work more hours to go for me. apartment.

Tomorrow I will be unhappy on the tables by myself, on a Friday night. I am afraid.