When Enough Is Enough

Yea. I'm so ready to get the hell outta here. One negative occurance after another. This morning my aunt died. She was a severe diabetic and didn't take very good care of herself. But still. It's so sad. Ever since my NaNa passed in 1999 my whole family is just droppin like flies. It hurts. I know change is inevitable but it scares me sometimes. Some days I just REALLY wish I was little again and I could go back to not having a care in the world but eh I guess that's adulthood for ya.

This moving thing is messin with me too. It's like being stuck between a rock and a hard place and not knowing whether I'm coming or going. Constant migraines I tell ya. I'm looking for a school to go to. Looking for a new job. Looking for serenity in America (but I've pretty much accepted that it's not gonna happen).

Friends. I have tons of them that do NOTHING for me except help me get drunk and shake my ass on random guys that I'll never see again. So....what do I need them for? I mean they're not benefitting me in any way. Is that selfish?

My week sucked ass. Sunday I had a SUBSTANTIAL amount of money stolen from me. Monday I broke my finger. Tuesday on the way to the movies me and my friend got pulled over for DWB. Handcuffs ain't cool. Wednesday I got in a car accident. Thursday sucked because Sunday - Wednesday sucked. This morning my aunt passed away. I'm getting so drunk this whole weekend.