Yeah..About That...

Wow...this week hs been a clusterfuck of bad. Bad, bad, bad. It started with the hyping up of my party, Boats n Hoes. I was so excited and so many of my friends were slated to come. So party day rolls around. Many of my roomate, Melissa's friends are coming, which is fine because its the more the merrier and we had plenty of alcohol to go around. So yeah. Party time comes and most people who said they were coming bailed, which sucked, but quite a few people came, and it was still okay becuase I was having a good time. One of Melissa's friends, named Tyler, came to the party too. We started hitting it off/flirting/drinking together, which just isn't a good combo by any stretch of the imagination. Well we ended sleeping together, which was fine and fun and whatever. But because I was intoxicated I wasn't 100% all precautionary measures took place. So out of precaution, I bought that Plan B pill, which is supposed to prevent pregnancy, so I'm a little bit of a lot of freaked out about that. Plus I am really disappointed in myself because I've never put myself in that kind of situation and I totally know better. So there was a lesson learned, but it still sucked and I'm freaking out and all that business...No good.

Secondly, I'm quitting Subway. I literally am done there. I don't feel safe there, I feel like there's a lot of shady business that goes on there, and I don't want any part of it. It's just stupid and not worth it. I work way too hard for barely any pay and I can't handle it.

I'm just hoping things turn around. I'm really freaking out about all of it and it sucks. Other than that classes seem to be going well and my internship isn't bad either. I just need to push through all the bullshit. I'm back to where I was this fall and that was the worst feeling ever. It makes me feel like I want to die. I'm tired, fed up, and done with this all.