Ay! Dios Mio! I think life is crap. Life is really crap. Bollucks.
I am feeling really lonely for some reason. It comes in waves. Here we go again.
Birthday in two weeks.
Getting older. Responsibility looming.
No internships applied for yet. No job prospects. Graduation in December. Bollucks.
Procrastination, pressure, high blood sugar, anxiety, worry, dread.
I feel claustraphobic. Dunno how to spell that really.
What if I apply, go in for an interview (God only knows how without a car!) and they take one look at me and go "Get out of here! You are ridiculous."
I don't want the pressure but I brought it on by procrastinating.
I'm drowning a little.
AY!
