Ended up in town running errands and liming with Stace a little bit. Yay she's just fine.

2:00pm : Today is just the most horrid day on the planet (once or twice over). I just want to scream so much so hard so loud so long and I just can't. I'm gonna get out of here and have some coffee and play some games perhaps and talk some shit. I can't take this bullshit anymore - don't you see? I'm better off alone and starving for all I fucking care. At least I'll be alone. I'm a selfish bastard and I don't give a fuck right now - sometimes I just need to work shit out by myself. I don't want phone calls or anything. Perhaps the one person who cares enough - or not - is just not here.

Oh well oh well - apparently nothing at all.

I can't breathe.

There's music that's left to comfort me to make me forget just for a while where I am to get me away from this sullen place to think about nothing and to feel nothing but the music. My hands are shaking too much for Photoshop, and that's been of no use. I've tried it. Maybe this is the only time I've felt like being an asshole and running away (have-nowhere-to-go), just disappearing for a while. I don't want anyone to worry all I need is to be left alone. I just want to be around happy people, I want to be completely happy just for a while not to worry about anything or anyone. I don't want to solve anyone's problems, I don't want to do their work, I don't want to be taken advantage of, I need air.

I'll go get dressed and get out of here now. I'll explain all of this later I suppose if I can even get a fucking chance to be online.

7:00 pm :
Home. Have gotten all I had to do done and met some interesting people along the way. The Spanish dudes are hoooootttt. Sadly young, but hot. *sigh* Not good. Shame the guy I'm gonna be practising with isn't hot but he's cool though.

Am exhausted...period.