Blah, blah, blah. Today I

Blah, blah, blah.

Today I have to go to mail some things out and buy Shrek on DVD. Cliff gave me $100 for my birthday. I’m going to use most of it to buy calligraphy supplies. A dip pen, ink, paper, books on it from work. With mom’s birthday money I’m getting scratchboard supplies and maybe clothes if there’s enough. But I don’t want to go to the art store when I’m depressed.

It seems like no one likes me much anymore. I don’t get any emails. No one calls me except for Cliff and people trying to sell me stuff. I haven’t talked to Danielle in two months, even though she lives right down the street. But she’s always ditching me for “better” people anyway.

I don’t know if I want to even bother going to Colorado for school anymore. They never sent me the information I need or responded to my email.

And why do I have to be so fucking down on my day off?