So it’s DEFINITELY been a while since I’ve posted something. I’m back at school and living in a three-person suite with a KITCHEN!!! Scoreee. So awesome. My urges to bake won’t all be in vain!
Now I’m in my [single] room updating my tumblr, which has been collecting dust since my last reblog. God, I’m so bad at this blog thing. I really need to make a better habit of it.
So I guess my main dilemma right now is which websites I need to change my address for since I’m not living at home anymore. I want my shitttt. I’ve been buying so much stuff over the internet, it’s ridiculous. I really need to stop. So horrible.
I’ve been staring at this screen for about an hour struggling with what I want to say.
To be honest, I’m not as happy as I’ve been leading on to be. I’ve been more stressed out than I’ve convinced myself, and I’ve been avoiding confronting it by cleaning every surface of my room. If it weren’t for my exhaustion and apparent insomnia, I would’ve cleaned the entire suite.
I don’t want to admit it, but I’m a mess.
My friend mentioned today that she’s been worried about me because I apparently haven’t been myself. Like I’m “completely different.”
And now I’m wondering if something really is wrong with me. I didn’t think anything was really wrong because I felt like I didn’t really have anything to be stressed or upset about.
Something just isn’t right, but I don’t know who to talk to or what to do to fix it.
I don’t want my life to be complicated anymore. I just want to not give a shit about ANYTHING. I want all my emotions to be gone. They honestly haven’t done me any good so far. Maybe life will be better without them.
