I haven't wrote in a while. 
I have a lot on my mind. 
I've been on an unofficial hiatus. I have feelings that I've tucked away or just haven't expressed. 
I think my attempts to stray from pessimistic blues included words that show...
Ugh. I'm not making sense.
 I want to cry.
 I want a job? 
I want to not get kicked out of the nursing program.
 I wish I was born something else. 
I want music. I need music. I want to feel good. . .
I want to not want love. I don't want to need someone. But deep down I do. 
When it comes down to being home alone on a Friday night, I want that comfort. 
I want that someone to call just to tell him I painted my nails a new color today. 
I wasn't born to be alone. I'm not very good at it...I mean I know how to be alone. I like alone time. But I like together time too but to have together time...there needs to be two.
What is my problem?
I have a lot of problems that need to be fixed. Like the fact that I procrastinate till the last second. 
I don't know where my money goes. 
Not to ciggarettes, not at least for the past 5 days. 
I crack under pressure. 
I'm a bad friend & daughter. :(