It’s another early Monday morning. There are remnants of my splitting headache last night. A pain that originated from behind the eye I believe and traveled down to my top jaw and back up onto the right side of my head. All because I sniffled and sniffled and sniffled some more and compacted the snot which resulted in a hell of a state of my head.

My body still hasn’t forgiven me for the Hostess Zinger and Mountain Dew binge I went on at work yesterday while I was throwing a fit and thinking sugar would do the trick to make me feel better.

My mother’s words still echo in my head from our conversation yesterday that resulted in me returning from my break with a red nose and smeared eyeliner. It wasn’t so much that she was right in what she was saying so much that I called for emotional back-up and instead was softly served euphemisms that expressed “I told you so” anyway. Sometimes you just need mommy to sympathize and tell you that it was shitty what happened but there’s nothing wrong with their baby and that they love you, not a reminder of what you’re at college for and where your priorities should be.

I probably won’t be spending much time at home these next couple of days on account of the projects that are due every day but today and the fact that it’s not fair to subject my roommates to my shitty mood. When it comes down to it I’ve decided that I have to start caring about my schoolwork a whole hell of a lot more because I’ve thus been failed when creating human connections. Whether it be friends or someone I wish could have been more than friends I find that I am naive and should probably just stay put in a studio being productive until either my views or the rest of their views change because I’m tired of being fooled.

Here’s to a long, lonely week. Cheers.