in class bogging

Is done in secret....

I love my little "kick", as I call it. It lacks a camera, but does it's job well.

I have had a rough 3 weeks. My life has changed dramatically, and I have learned more about who I am. And I have no choice but to accept her. I'm not sure if I can handle the ebb and flow of life. It feels more like violent waves.... My life, my choices, are making me sea sick.

It's felt like a year since I last blogged. Since then I have stopped and started smoking again, had bad and great sex, and started a medical assisting course.



For the first time in forever, I feel the need to go to the gym.

cults and kittens and cigs

Today is a little odd.

I don't have anything to do but clean, and I need to wash some socks.

My mother gave me money to but gas but I might buy cigs with it.

I want a new friend, and to see my other friends more.

I want to work but I don't want to get up.

I want a clean room but I don't want to sit in it.

I want to leave but I have no where to go.