I went out on Tuesday night. Yes, I walked home drunk in the snow. It was a pretty dead night though and my week got progressively worse. For starters, Elizabeth is not the person you'd want in your pre-gaming group. But it's not like there's anybody in New Paltz that could substitute for her. Speaking of the students at New Paltz, O-M-G I hate them! Sucking up is the biggest sport here, and they only play that shit so they won't have to sit alone in the dining hall or go to the bars on their own. Do they even enjoy their company? Well maybe I'm just a Debbie Downer. Also, I'm as sick as a dog. My head, throat, and nose are killing me! Especially the skin under my nose... Puffs is not helping me right now. So to make up for the horrible week, I tried to dress nicer. Because looking good always makes me feel good. Now I just realize I'm a shallow bitch and the emptiness can't be filled with strangers' compliments anymore. I'm not a happy camper right now. Thank God I'm going home to be reunited with my family.
Lately I've been feeling mad depressed and shit. But it's time for me to stop feeling sorry for myself. It's time for me to stop depending on others to push me, especially Stewart. I don't even think he's on the same level as I am and who knows what he wants to do with his life... I don't even think he goes to school since he's smoking all the god damn time. If he can't do time management how can he even handle a steady job? Okay I'll stop whining. The only way I can stop complaining about my crappy life is if I actually do something about it... and I guess I'll start with my grades. Maybe I'll start reading the novels my International Politics teacher recommended................................................Oh boy, let's see how this goes.
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