Well, I guess since the fact that my last journal entry was about 4 months ago or so i though that i should start again. And by knowing my self all too well I will soon stop again then starts again like a insane one who has no freakin clue what to do with her life.
Now that I got that out of my system I feel somewhat but not all that good.
I have been here in this so-called place called home for far too long. It’s been more than a month and feels s like a year. Yet again I can’t say shit cause I would hurt some of my loved ones feelings. Damn my cold heart and let it go to hell. Well in two weeks and one day and about five hours i shall be back home to school home i shall call it. Oh yeah San Francisco in a way i kinda forgot about the place. I have to readjust to the feel of it over there. Its like I am in two different worlds tree when i just loose it all together. I have not even written in my real journal in forever, and really suck s for someone like me. I always felt that I needed to jot something down that day i would think that i actually wasted it. It’s kinda a fear for me wasting shit. I think wasting relationships and friends are the big thing with me right now. They come and go right.
I guess that’s all i have to say right now. Oh and another thing i shall try and try again to do more in here more often as well as my real journal.