i feel like shit.
equally emotionally, mentally and physically.
i can only imagine how i'd feel if i didn't have my meds.
i'm sick of drama.
saw Justin today at work.
he gets mad points for being the only person whom i've seen at work that i know.
shot the shit about art and supplies and other bullshit.
got out of work at liek 10:30 tonight.
late to lab this morning.. about a half hour.
just walked into class.. and Chef Moeller says to me in this half shitty tone...
"well hello Ethan..."
then i make some half shitty crack to him about his new haircut and how nice it looks on him.
and he tells me to shut the fuck up and sit down.
i thought to myself... "well, looks like i played that off well."
think i'm gonna goto bed early tonight.
i'm ready for a visit home.
i miss my mom.
i miss my friends.
i miss the country.
i miss being in a town of 20,000 people.
i miss having nothing to do ( like i have here), but having people to see. (like i don't here.)
i miss being able to drive.
i miss being able to drive 70 mph down a curvy country road like a pro.
i miss working at Berea College.
i miss everything about the place.
and as soon as i start to become content here.
i realize all the things i've really been missing.
and above all.
i miss being able to goto Pilot Knob Cemetary during the fall...
and just sit and think.
i think as long as they're willing to make a me a decent offer... my minds already made up.
i'm coming home after i graduate.
at least for a year or so to get my shit in line.( Collapse )