Being Home

I got home yesterday at 6:30 pm. My mother made me dinner, and then I went to sleep at like 10 because I was super tired. I learned some bad news yesterday: one of our other cats went missing like two weeks ago. Her name is Tiger Lilly and I've had her since I was in 3rd grade. Now we only have three cats :(. Anyways I went to bed at like 10 but at like 11:30 somebody texted me. Then I was awake for like two hours then went back to sleep.

I'm still sick. When I woke up this morning my throat was sore. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'd really like to just have my whole throat removed. Just so you all know it's not from blow jobs!

God I am so bored and sick. Being home sucks.

Finding Five Dollar Bills

I am so home sick. I just got back literally less than three days ago and I was crying last night because I want to be home so bad. It doesn't help that my phone went missing and so now I'm without my lifeline to the world. My stomach hurts all day long. Why can't I just be home right now? Why am I even here? What the fuck's the purpose of being here when I spend all my time hating it so much?

I really really really really really really really really really really don't want to go to all four of my classes today but yesterday I was a real bitch and decided to skip the whole day so I've made a pact with myself that I will not miss another class for the rest of the semester. I'm really not looking forward to it. I'm just going to have to come to terms with the fact that in order to reach the goals I want in life I'm going to have to make some sacrifices. God knows I've made so many already. And while I'm on the subject of God have you ever wondered where he is when you really really really really really just need somebody there?!?!? Sometimes I really feel God with me and other times it just all goes to shit and I begin to question my very existence in this universe.

Whatever I'm off to class.

Sometimes You Wanna Go.............

I'm really homesick today and I don't even know why. I just miss being home where there's always food and money(well not always). I miss being at home where people can be mean sometimes but at least you know they love you. I miss being home where I can watch every mavericks game with my dad. I miss being home where I can take trips to Wal-Mart with my mom. I miss being home where I can sleep for 15 hours undisturbed. I miss being home where someone else washes my dirty clothes. I miss my little Weezer boy and Mama Kitty. Sometimes I wish Weezer boy lived in my dorm room so that I could just hold him and kiss him whenever I want. It would totally be worth having to clean out his stinky cat box. But knowing my luck he would end up loving my roommate more that me. I miss my daddy and my mom.

I'm just really homesick. Anyways my roommate hates me now in case anyone was wondering or cares. I'm seriously considering just ending it all today. Slitting both my wrists open or swallowing a whole bottle of benadryl. Ohhhhh last night in the cafeteria they had these delicious blondie brownies with m&m's. So that made my night, and I got to hang out with homegirl Marie. She's totally going to write an article with a quote from me!!! So everyone should pick up the pine log thursday!!!!!

Okay well I have to go get ready for biology. Everyone have a good day, more later!