Hell lies not in torture. Hell lies in an empty heart.

Well, for sounding like a broken record... yes, finally another cliche, at least i'm not repeating the old mistakes. I don't know why certain things(persons to be honest) have made such an effect be it somewhat subtle on me, (sometimes it's not that unobservable), and who I think I need to be. I'm right now studying for a test I have thursday, and all i can think about isn't the test. I don't know how to describe it, maybe i need to take a road trip and get out of this town.

groucho

Well as I was saying early, here I find myself again looking at another 4 months of devoting myself to a course of study that means absolutely nothing to me except for the fact that I need my gpa to stay where it currently is. The last three weeks for every single night I have woken up early in the morning because I have had nightmares, none of them are recurring, but for a fact every single night I havne't gotten a decent nights sleep. i am having issues with work being that my manager has found something she dislikes about me and refuses to give me a clue as to what it is. I am leaving the store, but will transfer (with hope) to the one closer to my house as I have far too much to add "job searching" to the list of things I need (must) do. I have to go into the doctor to discuss yet another course of action in february, as well as the spanish town mardi gras parade that roles on the 2nd. I haven't had a chance to paint in the new house yet, I have barely unpacked and arranged my own room. The house is okay, it's smaller, but that also means it doesn't take 2 hours to clean. I am finding all of my free time taken up by some task I didn't have planned for that day. Tomorrow is another story. busy bee here, signing off.

For cliche ridden blogs I have written lately I am sorry. I took care to spare you my opening line for this one. I am back in school again, which means that I am one semester closer to being forced to figure out what I want to do with my life (read: what can I stomach to do for money professionally).
The last time I took 9 hours my life turned irreparably upside down, so I am hoping with everything I have got to not see a repeat.
I finally accomplished moving into the new house. Now that I am here, I am 100% sure I am bored. I have nothing to do. Bored. Bored. Bored. That's me!
I went to the quarter friday to wish a friend a farewell as well as to go to the hospital. Neither of those I liked doing.

Are you bored yet too?