Iced Coffee

    I have good news but that doesn't stop me from feeling so down. I'm still getting up and what not, but it's hard when everyday is dull. It's hard to keep sparkling when you're alone. I don't mean for this to sound immature, and I definitely won't tell him this, but I'm angry at one of my closest friends for dating someone he has now known for three months and immediately "abandoning" me (I know he didn't really, but it feels like it). I'm not jealous, I'm angry that I was there for him for all these years when he was so low, and now he's gone when God forbid I expect the same thing from him. It's not fair. I'm not your personal therapist to just dump when you're all better. I am a means to an end. I told him I was happy for him yesterday but I'm not and I'm resentful. Now all I have is this stupid blog. I feel so much like a ghost. 

    It is day five of classes and they're all just alright. I don't meant to sound pretentious, but I think I've sucked the undergraduate classes dry. There isn't more for me to learn, I mean, I've done it all. I almost barfed but I managed to collect TWO (2) references from my professors, so that's good, I think. I don't even know what the hell I'm doing sometimes. I wanted to cry in the bathroom but this girl just wouldn't leave and I couldn't EVEN DO THAT.