Things Never Change (Unless They Get More Annoying)

I have been experiencing something quite profound and, as far as I can recall, not precedented in my life. I am finding the day to day experiences of my life so extremely irksome that I have become annoyed with existence. Not in a self destructive way, but in a poking a loose tooth kind of way. It's like a persistent pain in the mouth.

So far this semester has tried it's best to prevent me from getting to my classes. With doctor's appointments, snow, random mid-winter illnesses, and slightly flat tires...That is just annoying. And you know...I don't think the professors believe me. The one time that I'm not lying about absences too. I'm usually doing something much less productive when I skip things....Like eating pasta on my steps and reading.

Then of course there's the rest of the humdrum. No job, no money, too much weight, not enough exercise, and worst of all NO SUNSHINE IN COOKEVILLE. I swear, it's like there's a giant umbrella over this stupid town.

I keep trying to snap out of this routine of tedious tedious existence, but I snap right back like a rubber band. The tough kind that tends to be stinky.

On the bright side....It's one day closer to summer. Also, I have classes that I enjoy when I get to them, and these really adorable stuffed animals called "Beanie Boos".