It's been two years since I updated this journal and since reading old journal entries make me feel like writing updates, I'll update! Hooray for you! Wait. . you don't care? Well neither do I, so we're about even.
At the moment I'm sitting around waiting for my friend to get off of work so we can go to the Claddagh for some drinks. I happen to be shivering because my parents are insane and like to jack up the air conditioning. It's called "wear lighter clothing". In a tank top and jean cut-offs, I shiver.
I don't really know what to write about. Everything's fine and dandy for the most part. . no being embroiled in bitter drama, no relationship complications (apart from wondering whether or not I'm IN one), no real stress other than I WANT TO MOVE THE ******** OUT OF MY PARENTS HOUSE AND INTO A PLACE OF MY OWN. The problem stems from not being able to afford to do so, and not having any specific career plans that would enable me to do so. Which makes schooling another difficult concept. Boo.
Anyway, I'm now bored of this. GOODNIGHT BROOKLYN!! Wait. . I live in Detroit. . . .********.
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