I cry at the drop of a hat.

Things are really getting me down lately. I don't understand why some people have to be so stupid. I don't understand why they can't see they are digging themselves into a hole until they are at the bottom looking up and saying "Hey! Get me out of here." Your problems are not my problems. I have enough as it is thank you. I have been crying at almost anything sad. Even Oprah makes me cry. I don't know what it is. I hope it stops. Maybe I am just being a girl. I don't know. School is winding down. We have a lot to do. I am nervous about fieldwork. I am really glad that I get to live with the soon to be Sheltons for three months of fieldwork. I hope I don't annoy them or make them hate me. I will be on my best behavior. I am glad I am living with friends the first Fieldwork because I get really homesick. It makes it easier when you have people around you that you love. Money is stressing me out. I only have $20 to my name and am now using a credit card to pay for expenses. I have been hearing my parents talk about how bad credit cards are for years that it makes me sick to my stomach that I have to use one. I will be responsible about it. I envy anyone that does not have financial problems. That is my little story of worries. Things are not bad. They are not perfect, but life is not perfect. I am still happy, I just get sad from time to time.

Now.

Time: 4:57 pm
Apple: Red delicious
Song: Soul Sista
Thoughts: On homework and pork steaks.
New Happenings:
I am in love with a Stephen.
I am graduating a year and a month from now.
I am bad to the bone.
Joanna and Mark get married two weeks from today.


Boop.