maybe...amybe

procrastinating at work...ah...now that's more i like it. wasting time, getting better of "the man"...and not just any man, but the OLD WHITE MAN...yes, i said it, u read it.

thank god it stopped raining, or i was gonna shoot myself...seriously, it was getting pretty bad.

i'm trying to recover some lost ties...with apprehension but some hope...i dont know what to expect, so i'm relying more on my gut instinct than usual. please dont dissapoint me, u did enough of that already.

my GOD...i'm going to throw my mind in a frenzy for the next 4/5 years!!! aaaaaaaggggggghhh!!!!!!!!! i really do feel this way, i mean, it's only been a week of classes and already i've gone into introspective mode...this psy.d is going to rattle me from inside out...which is good, but a scary place to be in...one minute u're making fried eggs, and the next minute u get some insight as to why u became so emotional after the age of 16. it's like a "click" in your head. a loud one. which may or may not lead to another series of smaller "clicks".

i have to come up with a plan (see, see, some habits never seem to leave me)...several plans, actually....financial, educational (that in itself is like, 5 plans, but whatever), and maybe figure out a way to live in the city in peace without being told to come home every goddamn weekend. that last one is the most difficult. truth hurts...yes, i said it, u read it.

i feel like i'm entering my life with one foot through the door, and the other one shackled outside to several heavy sacks labeled "issues".