I'd like to say "fuck this day" but that hardly expresses how I truly feel about today.
How about - "day, I hope you get eaten alive by crazy insects who crawl into you system via your nostrils and eat you from the inside out, you worthless bag of shit."
in 5 days I will know whether or not I will be living in the cutest house on the planet. Ahhh this is driving me insane. There are also a million other things I need to do and I can't concentrate on any of them. Not to mention, I made a promise to myself and I broke it quickly after. I need to stick to my self promises. Starting right this damn minute.
my next few posts (if i post much at all) will be terribly depressing. i guess i'm allowed to blog about my job now....since it's not my job anymore. i lost it today. i pretty much can't stop crying. i've never lost a job before. i know it's been happening all around me, all over the world. i'm just so ill prepared. i'm just a girl with a chronic disease and no health insurance. a girl who is moving in 3 weeks and can no longer come up with 3 months rent to move in. a girl with no degree, thus no real shot at a decent job again. i am terrified. the worst part of all of this....it is completely and utterly my fault.
mj died today. i guess i'm typing this here, because despite not knowing him personally...it still feels like a life event. and that's what i write about here.
i feel like i'm dreaming.
i was already sad about farrah fawcett. i had watched her special about her cancer fight, so i felt like at the very least i knew more about her...and i related to the situation in certain ways.
everything is just so surreal today. and whats worse is i'm completely stressed over my own life. i predict no sleep tonight.