While I thought my first summer living on my own would be a blast and a half, it has turned out to be pretty much everything but. I do enjoy being able to come and go as I please, and keeping my room as dumpy as I want, but I really miss DC. I miss the people up there, though I suppose no one up there considers me a close friend either, save Rach and maybe my baby sister. Alas.
Work is winding down, as is my last summer class, and while I am excited about it, I realize I will soon be bored out of my mind again like I was in early May. I really hope I can find another job, even if it is far fewer hours and far less pay. Well, maybe not far less. Heh.
I really need to start going to the gym again. I feel schlubby and gross, and I pretty much look it and...am it too. I feel like I am wasting away and being useless while I'm at it. It's the worst feeling in the world, and yet something I apparently cannot get myself over.
Oh hello, life. I am so glad you are fifth-grade-emo again.
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