Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Substitute Journal Entry

Well. I can't find my physical journal to write in, but seeing how almost no one reads this...I don't think it will be much different to write here.

I need to vent.

I feel like my world has been shaken from underneath me lately. EVERYTHING has changed. My major is now photojournalism instead of art. The friends I hung out with this semester have now started deleting me from facebook, due to our lack of friendship. I was supposed to be moving with the family to Pennsylvania after this summer, but even that didn't work out. I'm moving out of my apartment and back into my parents house. All my friends back in town from college don't contact me...probably because I'm not that great of a friend.

If I believed in depression...I would say sign me up for a lifetime supply of happy pills.

Basically...a large sum of why everything in my life kind of sucks is because I spent this entire semester getting fucked up and smoking weed. It was not okay. I won't even try to defend my actions. Anyway, my parents found out about these troubles and have deemed me unworthy of living by myself. I was also told to distance myself from the friends who introduced me to these things...which I accomplished, willingly, due to their new hobby of being unbearably annoying. All my friends that were with me before I became a drunk stoner, don't hang out with me anymore because I've spent an entire semester living the lifestyle that I always bashed to them. The Pennsylvania failure was actually completely devastating. I was so ready to get out of my element and start a new. Of course, as soon as I was emotionally and even academically ready to go, my dad dropped the bomb that we would be staying in Texas. I think I was mostly okay with moving northward because then it would be "okay" to move back in with my parents. Not to mention, I would be super duper close to New York City. So close that I could do summer internships in the big apple if I chose.

Yeh. I think that covers everything I needed to write down.

-Otis (On the Go)

1 comment:

  1. I'm so glad that I stumbled across your blog- As terribly cliche as this will sound, I know where your head is at. I'd rather not going into my life story in a comment, but just know that you're not alone in your struggles. I might just have a cup of cocoa and catch up on what I've been missing.

    Amber Rose of modestjune.blogspot.com