Ugh, just found out that a girl I really don't like is going to study in the same city as me. Among her classmates there are some acquaintances of mine, cue the talking behind my back. She was my main source of petty teenage drama in high school and I couldn't wait for her to get out of my life. I just hope I won't run into her often.

Thank you, Rabid, that really does help. I just moved into my dorm this morning and said goodbye to my dad, which has been the hardest part of the process so far. I figure that I'll give myself an hour or so to sit in my room and be depressed, then try to suck it up, move on, and meet my neighbours. I hope that the rest of your year goes well, and that things do get easier from here on out!

I hate it when people knock on your door and then walk straight in anyway, before you've had a chance to say whether they can come in or not. My parents do it, which is irritating enough, but my housemate at university used to do it all the time too, even after she had walked in on another housemate totally naked.

My freshman year of high school starts in 2 days. I'm not sad about going to high school, to be honest, I don't feel any emotion about going, it's just the fact that.... I'M GOING TO MISS SUMMER VACATION!

Tomorrow I have first two of the three biggest exams of my little life. I'm so nervous, and you can't even study for them. Ugh.

At 1am I was thinking about my life and suddenly I got quite depressed and I was thinking about how I needed friend. I looked through my contacts in my phone for my best friends but nobody felt quite right to call, and I then I was thinking about someone I used to be friends with...we've known each other since we were two, which is almost 19 years....I suddenly really wanted to talk to him more than anyone, but we haven't spoken in about a year and what will he say...he'll think why is she contacting me now after a year of silence...but I want to talk to him so desperately. I'm just worried that he'll wonder why am I talking to him after all this time?

God, I feel so alone and so much like I need a friend. I just want this one friend so badly. I think I might be a bit drunk too, which is really bad, because I want to send him a text or a facebook message...however I think he might have already moved away in which case I'm wasting my time contacting him because he's miles away. I feel miserable.

Getting a Disconnection Notice from my power company telling me they are going to turn of my power this weekend when I have already paid the bill, ugh!

I really miss TS3. I have my toe dipped in so many different academic and extracurricular puddles that my free time is limited, and when I have it, I prefer to read for pleasure or browse the Internet. I can't wait to have a block of time in the near future to reconnect with my pixels.

I'm not one to get worked up over sporting events, but the RadioShack-Leopard Trek merger is too ridiculous for me to stomach. I guess I just don't like seeing people being treated like crap.

I have no inclination to do my homework. Seriously, I can't do it. All I want to do is sleep... and I don't even know why, I slept plenty. I wonder how mad my dad and teacher'll be if we just add it onto this week's load.

My best friend hasn't spoken to me in months. And I think it's because she's dating my ex.

So I've been thinking more about the fact that I'm stuck at university for a year, and even though it's way too early to tell, I feel like I really want to transfer to a local university this fall. The tutition would be (much!) cheaper, I wouldn't have to be away from my family/high school friends, and it might even give me edge in getting into the graduate program I'm after. But two things are making me hesitate: the grad program happens to be at that same university, and in spite of the fact that I'm planning to get an apartment in the city for it as opposed to living with my parents until I'm 30 (I love them to death and want to be close to them, but also feel like I'll want more independence), I worry that by transferring back, I'd miss the chance to see new places. Then again, I do plan to travel a lot when I'm older, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad-- I'd always be stationed in the same 'home base', but still get the chance to see the world and experience new things.

Secondly (and I know how stupid this sounds), I'm really scared that I'll get too attached to the university I'm at now. I want to like it, but I don't want to love it, if that makes any sense-- I want to want myself to go home. I don't want my priorities to change. The last thing I'm planning to do is isolate myself and be miserable all year, but some weird, immature part of me worries that making tons of friends and having tons of fun will totally mess up my plan. I'm already starting to get close with a girl on my floor and she's so fantastic, but something in the back of my mind keeps nagging me not to get to close to anyone, because I'm only here for a year. I hope. I think.

Sorry for the novel-- I'm still trying to sort my feelings out myself, and hoping that writing them all down will help.

So much of the stuff I buy is foreign that I've begun to hope that the shipping won't be more than the item I'm buying.

Haven't slept well because of serious stomach ache. Still having that feeling in my throat that makes you wanna throw up. Sorry for being disguisting. Can't really concertrate right now....

Get well, Nixxy!

I'm also ill... School just began but I've already had health problems... Yesterday I had very high temperature, I'm always sneezing and coughing, I felt dizzy and I had nausea... I guess there's nothing serious, I just got a cold (But temperature is still high... How did I manage to do that?), and luckily just the sneezing and coughing stayed of the symptoms... I hope the doctor won't make me to stay home if it's not infectious. My classmates never give me the homeworks and notes they 've written on the lesson... Maybe it sounds weird but I'd rather sit on the lessons with problems than getting bad marks because "even if you're ill, you have to learn"...

My boyfriend accidently broke a window and now I am scared that my cat ate a piece of glass --.--

I hope nothing bad has happened!

I hate civics so much. today was my first day of being a sophmore and i almost fell asleep in civics class today. Its all about politics & how the Canadian government runs. BOOORRRINNNGGG!
Besides, I hear all about that from my dad and on the news. I find it so pointless -___-

I hate how "professionals" are usually people who sit around in spinny chairs and play Farmville in their pyjamas, and don't know how to turn on a freakin' printer.

When you have to guide an "IT Pro" through this, please hang up and try again.

I hate neighbors that leave their large, barky dogs outside all night. It's midnight, bring them inside so they shut up!

I have an interview in a few hours with a guy who just might get me a job at his computers store . . . except it's in a REALLY bad part of town and I have to walk there. GREAAAAAAAT. D: Excuse me while I practise my "missing person on milk carton" faces.

The fact that I can't go out today is making me furious T.T . It's not that I'm not allowed, I just can't. There are too many cars parked infront of my door that I can't pass them! I hate holidays sometimes...It makes everyone remember that they are christians and then THE WHOLE FREAKING COUNTRY GOES TO CHURCH. And then they decide to park infront of MY door. No wonder my dad makes other people feel very,very,very uncomfortable =_= .

Yesterday, while I was out with my friends, a freaking hairy white caterpillar was making its way on my. Fucking. Leg. I thought I was going to die. Jesus, I don't even know how I managed to get it off. Ugh.

It bothers me a lot when people say, "Oh, when my novel gets published" when they haven't been in contact with any agents, editors, or publishers throughout their entire time writing, haven't had their work edited or proofed by anyone with any literary merit, and just expect to be immediately published. And then, they turn around and are so crushed when they get rejected. The writing industry is a cut-throat bitch. You can't just expect to be published because you sent in a poorly written, unedited, amateur novel. Christ.

The fire alarms in my building went off at 2 A.M. and woke us all up. When they go off, we have to exit the building and go across the street. It was so cold and most of us were asleep. Who the fuck is responsible? I want names.