Seriously,

These headaches are becoming a problem. I'm starting to scare myself by thinking that something is wrong. I've been drinking water and trying to limit my time spent infront of a computer *shrugs* I don't get it. I'm going home on Friday. Can't wait. My laptop has been shitting itself for the past few days. Urgh. On the upside, I got myself a portable hard drive for super cheap to back everything up, just incase le lap decides to crash and burn on me. Whoop. Getting taken to the movies later on today :) It feels nice to be taken somewhere and for once being treated nicely. Sometimes I'm smothered. This town is so... incesteous. It is absurd. Another reason I'm glad I'm out. This stupid little bubble. It makes me sick. If it wasn't for Baxter I am willing to say I would have necked myself at some point this year. I need to get back into the habit of the pick me up. Need to organise my days. It's sad that they are still thinking the same, like they have nothing better to do with their time. I feel like screaming, for fuck sake, move on. Still feeling like I haven't met my match. I want them to argue with me, help me, show me things, teach me, be there, the same way I am for everyone else. Makes me unique, but at the same time, kinda lonely. Fuck, 3am. I am sick of feeling like a zombie.