My god, my life is so screwed up. I really didn’t need any of this now. All the fucked up shit from the last couple of weeks is just piling up and every time I think I’ve got a handle on it all something else happens.
And it was all a goddamn fucking joke. I don’t think it was even supposed to get to me, but it did. It normally wouldn’t bother me a whole lot, but there’s just too much other crap that’s been stressing me out. It didn’t help that soon after I’d heard what was “happening” I had to go shopping with my dad…whole three hours was misery. Yeah, there were some happy moments, like when I got another boater hat, and ate some chocolate pretzels. But I couldn’t keep track of the number of times I felt like I was going to break down and cry. There’s just too much going on.
Oh god…I love Ezra. Too bad he can’t really give me a hug. I need one.