changes...

so there's been a number of changes in my life in the last few days... For one, I am now single. I have my reasons, and for now, I am keeping those to myself. I've begun moving all of my things from the apartment. Living with my parents is an adventure in and of itself. I haven't been under this roof for longer than a few days in quite some time. Everything is all coming back to me - and it feels the same. It's so strange. I'm so used to coming in and out as I please; now i feel like i owe them some sort of explanation as to where i've been when i walk in at 3am. HAHA. I've been looking into grad schools - I'm no longer scared to move further than 45 minutes away. HAHA. Long Beach sounds like of nice. It was super fucking sweet when I went down there to visit. I'm actually stoked on life right now. I find myself doing things i've always wanted to do but have had to consult with someone else and their schedule. I'm pretty ridiculous right now. I buy so much shit, it's disgusting. UGH.

domestic power violence.

rules. Apartment 213 rules my life right now. So does the tattoo appointment i just made. i will soon sport this on my leg.
along with the words "don't forget the songs... that saved your life" my morrissey/smiths obsession sickens me sometimes. WORD.

i love us

I'm so sad Michele is leaving. it's cool though. she won't be far, but still, sad times for me. I honestly had so much fun today, my stomach is bubbly. Maybe that's the vegan gourmet, but it's an awesome feeling. I have to stop buying things compulsively... this is why i have so many records and clothes... because i buy my feelings lately. BUTTERFLIESSSSSSS. WAAAAHHHH. I asked for three days off during spring break to hopefully go visit my cousins in San Diego and possibly chill in Rosarito at my godparents' vacation home. I really need to leave town for a bit. I feel suffocated here. Work is getting to me like never before. Who leaves SPECIAL ED kids in charge of MEDICALLY NEEDY ones who eat through TUBES? WTF. WAAAHHHH. Okay, off to listen to my beautiful new record... hooray for life.

Note to self: sleep = good

seis seis seis

Yet again I start blogging. I'm not sure how long it will last. I love talking, specially about myself. I've been listening to all of my CDs from high school lately - mostly Saves the day, Fugazi, and other fun stuff. Sup 2001? All I need now is a mohawk, nasty pink bangs, and an eating disorder. I'm actually really hyper lately, I need to suck it up and buy my meds, enough of this "I can do it on my own" crap. Is there some sort of straight edge provision on chemical imbalances? HAHA.