I have been finding it harder and harder to find things to talk about on here the more freedom we get. I am finding it so hard to balance school work and a social life. Trying to afford all my bills is slowing draining me more and more everyday. How does everyone else do it? I am exhausted and washed. I keep making bad decisions and choosing going out over class and I hate myself for it every time, but still continue to do it? It is this stupid reoccuring internal issue as I am sitting here at 11:49 trying to write this as fast as possible just to make it on time. As always. I need to learn to prioritize apparently. I live so far from my parents and its hard trying to adjust to this newly found independence I have. I know my grades are slipping but I find it hard to even care. I have lost interest for so many things as of lately. I am in this weird funk and all I care about is trying to forget the problems of my life by having as much “fun” as possible. I visited my friend at Fischer last night instead of doing this blog, my math homework and an essay. I am obviously ashamed of myself but will I keep making these bad choices? Probably. I dont even really know where I am trying to go with this. I just always see myself slipping up when I have the time to do what needs to be done. Maybe its the newly found independence I have from moving away from my parents only one year ago? But the worst part is that I am most definately too old to need my parents telling me to do what I need to do. I decided to go to my friends college last night instead of doing my blog, my math homework and an essay. For what? To have a good time. I am aware of the bad decisions I am making but it is like I am numb to caring for anything these days. I put in half the effort I could and still dont really care. I try to find any certain kind of satisfaction to avoid the responsibilities and goals I set for myself. Like I said, I dont really know where Im going with this. Today, when I got home from St. John Fisher, all I could think about was the huge amount of crap I could have gotten done for myself rather than go out and party. But even then, Im still here rushing to get this done. I erased half of my blog on accident about 7 minutes ago and its like this bad karma for always putting my shit off till the last minute. I hate myself for it but things never change and old habits die hard I guess.

















