So, Patrick and I talked about my possible moving to where he is. We decided that we cannot afford it, and that I will not move down there until we get married. And that is only like, a million years away. That made my outlook on the next few years look kind of cloudy and unappealing.
I really don't even want to go to school. I have two semesters left until I have my two year degree. Of course that isn't good enough, because everyone knows you can't do anything with that. So if I want to do anything successful I will be stuck in school for 4 more years. In my opinion, that is stupid and I just flat out don't want to do it. I'm not motivated.
I feel lonely again. Now that Patrick is gone. After cuddling and being together for pretty much 5 days straight, it sucks when he has to leave. He won't be back until Christmas, and I won't get to go down there before then. I don't feel confident about getting a good night's sleep tonight.
Well, I'm procrastinating... I have a 5 page paper to work on.
Good night.