What are you thinking?

Im tired of going through therapy

 

Why is it that every time I mention something related to my regional dialect, everyone seems to have the incredible ability of making me feel extremely self-concious, guilty and generally shit about it?

 

I feel like a rat inside a cage. Yesterday I got fired. Im sitting here next to someone and feeling lonely. Always the same situations... I dont know how to get out of this... I just dont know

 

Don't focus on the bad things, review your option and just act on the one you feel is the correct one. Things will come back in place with time.

/thread - These random chocolate Santa's that are hollow, are like the best thing ever. I don't know if it's the joy of smashing one up or the chocolate itself but they are amazing, and quite cheap too.

 

5 days.
5 days and then freedom.
Just. 5. More. Days.

 

I can't get this idea that I've got High functioning autism, out of my head, for some reason.
I have logical reasoning for it.
It makes sense to me.
But somehow I feel like I have confirmation bias on it, that I'm making stuff up, like I usually do, even though I know that in this case I'm not.

And in any case, self diagnosing is never a good idea, I shouldn't do it, thus won't do it, and just see if I can see a professional about it.

 

Did some Christmas shopping earlier today, first time as an employed person so kind of exciting?, and found a great gift for someone. Or at least hope that's how they'll feel.

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Indeed, though wondering what the likelihood I could get a job with one of them is.

 

Just over a week 'til Christmas...hope it doesn't get as awkward as Thanksgiving got.

I was being nosy observant and I have an idea what someone may have gotten me...just from the way the package was shaped and made of. *cackle*

 

Why does my ear hurt again? @_@

 

Okay, seriously. Why does this Planned Parenthood only stock American Baby and Pregnancy magazines? I mean, considering what most of the patrons are either trying to prevent or take care of, it seems a little cold. Imagine being some scared, sad little pregnant teenager and seeing nothing but these damn pregnancy magazines. I'm just picturing the protestors making some back room deal with the Planned Parenthood to get them to stock pregnancy and newborn magazines in order for them to leave the clinic alone.

And man. I feel so fucking out of place at this stupid clinic. I'd kill for someone like me to be hanging around here. ...Well, they just called a guy named Jose to the back. I can hope. He looked short, maybe he's FTM...

Why can't they just give me my meds and let me leave? They practically just gave away the pills last time.

 

It's the final countdown! Duh duh duh duh, duh duh duh duh duh.

Tomorrow is my last 'real' school day before the break. If only I could bring myself to finish these last two assignments.

 

Longest conversation with a Visual Kei bandman..

Fucking awesome!

 

I'm gonna buy coffee and chocolate tomorrow for my crush/friend since I have to return some stuff to him at his office~ (o: I think he'll enjoy that.

Liking him is a huge pain, at times, but he's too cute and I can't help it. :love:

 

That awkward moment when you're out in public, go to look through your photos on your and realize just dirty a good portion of them are.

 

Driving down the freeway and some jerkoff decides to ride my ass while I'm going 80. I change lanes and he goes flying by like to make a point that he passed me. My middle finger always seems to get a workout when I'm driving.

 

Throwing stuff out associated with bad memories is therapeutic

 

So... I... Got a pair of silicone breasts I didn't even order.

I mean that IS something I would order and have, but these just mysteriously showed up at my house from a vendor I bought them with before.

Go figure?

 

Ugh. Kinda feel like throwing up after spending an hour at the clinic. Out now. Ugh. I dunno, stuff like that just makes me feel so fucking alien. Most gay couples don't have to load up the other partner on stupid, hormone loaded bassinet prevention pills.

 

Good bye San Francisco.


Ok the plane right now.......it's gonna be a long flight.