"Whatall is nice."

Chamomile tea is THE SHIT.

So, about 6 more hours before the bus for New York leaves without me on it.

I haven't heard shit from either my English teacher or the Readmissions people about school and classes start Monday.

If I can't go back, I can't stick around here. I'm going fucking certifiable. But I do want to stay at the same time for the sake of a select few of my family members and my financial good. How torn am I?

So much to think about.

"And he said, 'Change the channel, I've got problems of my own.'"

Stephanie and Daniel are coming to see me tomorrow!!! YAY! The first day out with friends since I left them... shit... almost 2 weeks ago. Man, I'm Miss Popularity. It's not MY fault generally all my friends are self-serving busybodies.

Ok, low blow.

I guess I've been burned so much, I SHOULD start re-evaluating my friendships.

I'm not strong enough to give up. I'm too forgiving, you know. I suppose that's why everyone knows they can walk all over me and I'll still be here waiting with my agenda completely empty.

Forgive me. It's just that I don't exactly have a lot of things to be in good spirits about.