So I think I might have depression, interspersed with a little bit of anger and anxiety...haha that just figures. But you know what, that just might be my ticket to stay in school, and even change my major. I know what you must be thinking, good lord, more time in school? Yeah, I don't like the idea anymore than you do, but you know what, if it means me getting my degree and getting a good job and making something out of myself, then damnit that's what it's going to take.
Sorry I don't really have a lot to bitch about, but shit's been busy...I just wish that there were more easy girls here on campus, mainly because sex is about the only thing that balances me out anymore. I get laid, blow my load, and I'm set for the week. It's just been a couple weeks since the last time, and now it's really starting to annoy me. Damn girls breaking into my workout regimen...Oh well, let's just see how the rest of the semester plays out, and whether or not I finish next year...