THE ENDS JUSTIFY THE MEANS

I feel tired and emotional. There is a sense of longing for someone to be around, for someone to be there to talk too, but I can’t find them. I'm feeling a little lost all of a sudden.

I have nothing to be sad about, which is why this is so frustrating. I need to move on, and I will of course. I didn’t have class tonight, which I am so thankful for. I feel like if I push any more information into my head it might explode and I might get pushed fully off the edge. The break was needed.

My apartment is a mess. It’s driving me absolutely insane because I can’t find the motivation to clean it. I know that I need too. I need to get all my clothes out of the spare bedroom so that it’s clean and nice for when Tanner and Kyle come over during Halloween weekend, that and my roommate is moving in shortly after that.

Have I mentioned how much I love this weather? I wish it would stay like this. I love the changing colors of my city and how pretty everything is. It’s my favorite time of year to be on campus as well because you can literally smell fall. I stressed about a biology test for nothing. I received a ninety four percent on the test, when I thought I was maybe going to be getting a mid B or a little higher. The ‘A’ truthfully as a bit of a surprise, but a good one nonetheless.

I'm craving coffee. A Venti Cinnamon Dolce that I can savor and walk around and contemplate because I feel so irritated with a lot of things right now. This blog entry is mostly just rambling, I don’t know if I will say anything relevant or interesting. If you are still reading, then I commend you.

This might sound sad, but I miss L.A. Ink... and I miss my social life to a certain degree. Parts of me wish I could go out and just have six drinks and get wasted beyond oblivion so that I can just let loose and settle down. I won’t do that though... but I do think I need some sort of break from the internet. I won’t take that break, because I am far too connected, but I do recognize that I need it.

I think I just need a vacation. I can’t stop listening to 'Vultures' by Kill Hannah and strongly considering some of the lyrics as part of a tattoo concept for Chicago. Not sure yet though. I need a best friend again. Carrera, where are you?

This was far more depressing then I intended. I should open the window and let some light inside.

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