So it ended up not being a great night. I’m 1000% tired of dealing with grumpy old people who have no taste buds and therefore no right to bitch at me about the lamb tasting like beef. So now I’m alone and naked doing laundry (my least favorite chore) on a Friday night. I miss Alex, I miss my friends, I really miss having a social life. I’m getting kind of sad and nostalgic about only living in this apartment for one more week. I still need to change all my clocks.
I presently feel pathetic and boring. I miss being the life of the party…hell I miss even going to parties or doing anything except work and study. And I know I’m just wallowing in a hole of self pity but I’m too exhausted to care right now.