Misery.

I dunno if my mothers' life goal is to make me miserable, but she's clearly succeeding. The one thing that would make me the most upset is not going on that trip, and thats the one thing she has to take away from me! I wish there was something I could do to convince her to let me go..
Photo by: neuza teixeira (Flickr)

Anyway, I was told to start keeping a journal with my thoughts (Cause apparently it will help me divulge deep into my head and lead me on a path to self discovery). But it seems like every thought I feel should go in it, are thoughts that I'm trying to think of, to find something to write. Okay, I know that makes no sense, but I feel as though my thoughts are...fake?

I'm clearly confused by a lot of different things right now. I don't know what to do. I'm just really glad by the fact that I've got a whole new schedule for next semester! Hopefully things will be less seemingly stressful, and more seemingly relaxing.

I need a shower. ♥