January 9th, 2012

This will be another short journal today, I suspect. I've felt pretty crappy all day.
The only thing so far that has made it worthwhile was my writing class. I really like that professor.
All my other classes were just blah, and made me feel even more tired than I was.
I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm still having troubles eating.
I just don't know what to do... :/

I finally finished that World Cultures homework. It still makes no sense. This is the worst textbook ever. Its poorly written, and hard to understand... and who the hell writes a textbook in a first person narrative?! So weird...

Hopefully tomorrow's better, though I doubt it will be. 8am classes, and done at noon... then, nothing. Empty loneliness, again, as Jake will be at work in the evening, and Danae will be at rehearsal at 7pm... I just hate feeling alone. It makes everything 10x worse... Maybe I just require too much unnecessary attention...
Perhaps tomorrow if there's not too much to do, I'll possibly finish reading It's Kind of a Funny Story. I'm already half way through, and that's just with a little reading at the end of each day, or at the gym. Maybe I'll go to the gym tomorrow, but Danae had said she wanted to go with me, so it would be in the afternoon, before she has to go to Cosi rehearsal.
Also, I need to see Cosi this weekend. Don't know which day I want to go... wanna see if Jake's interested, even though tickets are $10 for him.... I was thinking about Thursday, since its "pay what you wish", and he could get in for $1, but he normally works Thursday evenings. :/

Oh well.
He's apparently coming over. And then I'm going there. Even though its almost 8pm. And its getting late. And he'll just have to drive me back really soon after getting there... and then drive himself home... I feel awful.
And I don't think I can stomach any food that his dad is apparently making. :/
I dunno.
I just know that I want to curl up and cry.
Again.

I hate this.
Why now?
Everything was going great.

~Mary