Tuesday

What about today? Is today the worst day of your life?

"Yeah."
"Wow, that's messed up. ... sorry."

This is take two for this entry, because everything on the internet hates me. Stupid internet, what good has come from you? Anyway.

Would someone explain to me why, after the entire previous semester, wanting to be roommate free, and the past month in which I couldn't wait to go back to school, amI here, in my own room, feeling so lonely and unhappy, and blah, some other adjective.

I didn't do anything today. I bought some tissues, those are important. But I didn't buy any books. I figure I can do this later. Or, hey, maybe not at all. I don't really read my books. Or maybe I do, I can't remember. As long as I don't have to do work from the books. I don't know. I've just been sitting here for the past few hours ripping the old pages out of my notebook so that I can use it this semester. And I watched a movie, and I got up once to go to the bathroom. I forgot my shower shoes. This is very upsetting. I'll have to get some flip flops tomorrow, but I need to put on my boots everytime I want to leave the room. I'm feeling a bit trapped.

Speaking of books, why can't my parents just support me utterly? [/petulance] I only have a set amount of money, I'm not getting any more. Granted, it's a decent amount. But it's finite and by this time next year it won't be decent at all. I need to set aside at least $200 to go to Virginia next month. And to get some gifts which still have yet to be in my possession. I may have to use my watch money to get my books. It's not like I have a use for a watch. But I don't think that the thought of buying a book has ever upset me so much.

I want to go home. I wish I had one.

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