Nothing. I at mom's, middle of nowhere. Doing school stuff and eating like a pig.
There's just too much good stuff around and then there's this red ghost called Christmas. It's the atmosphere of wait that makes me eat, always. It the "I start after that!"
Gah. What ever.
I still need to do my school stuff... if piling on pounds will help me concentrate then so be it.
O___________O
NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Not like that.
Not this I-don'y-give-a-shit attitude. I wanna cry, I wanna escape.
...going back to focus on maritime history.
I'll manage somehow.
There's just too much good stuff around and then there's this red ghost called Christmas. It's the atmosphere of wait that makes me eat, always. It the "I start after that!"
Gah. What ever.
I still need to do my school stuff... if piling on pounds will help me concentrate then so be it.
O___________O
NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Not like that.
Not this I-don'y-give-a-shit attitude. I wanna cry, I wanna escape.
...going back to focus on maritime history.
I'll manage somehow.
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