What are you thinking?

What happened? (*hug*)

 

I'm so tired of doing this. I'm tired of having my emotions fucked with.

 

So we lost David Bowie, Prince, Alan Rickman, and now Christina Grimmie. What the hell has the world come to? On top of that, the next president mess is just too much. And we're only halfway through 2016. Hopefully something good comes out of 2016.

 

Why are people so mean?

 

Tonight's the big night and I'm so excited!

Tonight is the first LGBT pride event I'm attending, I'm wearing my new shirt, I'm finally coming out to my friend, my family will FINALLY meet him, based on some things it's possible I could have a boyfriend soon (remaining hopeful even though that hasn't turned out right the last, well, WHILE).

 

Why are people afraid of change?

---------- Post added 11th Jun 2016 at 09:27 AM ----------

And listening to music to try to be happy.

 

I wish I could forget about my illness at least for one day. It's impossible.

 

Living in a two bedroom is hell. I pretty much sleep in the living room, so it's not uncommon that at 3 or 4 or 5 in the morning my mom will go into the living room and turn on the light and make hell of a lot of noise as she makes coffee and ramen cause she can't sleep. Then she gets mad when I make a groaning noise as I turn away from the noise.
So this morning I hear her leave her room then barge into my brother's room because she saw the light on. Which he was in the middle of recording a video for YouTube (he's trying to get into that now). So I go ahead and get up to go to the bathroom because I know she is heading to the kitchen next. All of a sudden I'm getting bitched at because she has to pee and I'm in the bathroom and that I almost knocked her over on my way to the bathroom, and then got pissed when I pointed out that she was in my brother's room when I went to the bathroom so there was no way I about knocked her over. Then she demanding I put a pot of water on boiling for her. So I get the pot but then get distracted by my brother walking into the kitchen to tell me that he had to delete ten minutes of video because of mom walking in on him. Then mom starts bitching about how clothes aren't done, which starts a whole other argument between me, her, and bro. With me explaining I fell asleep, my brother telling her she can try to be useful for once in cleaning in stead of sitting in her room watching Netflix and playing Facebook games, and....ugh....but I started back on clothes while being bitched at about not turning the oven eye so the water was just sitting there.

This is a daily thing in this apartment and it is driving me crazy. Thank god I started back to school where I can get away from her.

 

I'm sorry (*hug*). That sounds bad. I hope you're doing better now. I wish I could help you (*hug*).

 

I'm really nervous about my group therapy, my first session will be in about 5 days

 

Group therapy can be fine. Just don't be afraid to speak up and if you end up with a group that doesn't stay on topic, move on. I did group therapy for a while after my dad died.

 

Why do I always have to procrastinate? That presentation/exam is the very last thing I ever have to do for school. And it can improve my grade point average from 2.3 to 2.0 (at least theoretically speaking, realistic it will probably be 2.1).
Why do I have to be sooo fucking lazy?

 

I can relate to this right now

 

I don't know why I thought it would fucking work. Stupid. Stupid to ever rely on people.

 

People are afraid of change because change means death, and people don't like death, so they attempt to live forever by fighting change, which ultimately lead to death in itself. Either way humanity is screwed.

 

Greetings, my trans moody siblings -.-

 

Ugh. My second puberty ridden ass can't deal with salt right now. I dunno if it's because I'm trying to eat better and avoiding salt or if my taste buds are actually changing but I feel like I'm more sensitive to it. I got a chicken burger and fries yesterday- couldn't even power through it. That salty. I figured it was just because they maybe oversalted it or something but then today, I make eggs for breakfast and even a pinch of kosher salt on them like I usually do tasted like too much.

Not complaining though.

 

I shall try to be less moody, and more thoughtful and more productive

 

*chuckles*

I know how that goes (because I've been there, myself)! :lol:

 

I never gone below a 3.0 gpa. I'm scared I'll get 2.9 or 2.8