so yeah, big fucking surprise, new york didnt work out. im not going to grad school. im stuck here in this hell hole called denton.
heres my question: if someone says to you that you can stay with them as long as you need to find a place, why do they back out when you are about to get there? i dont get it?
so my last and final option, since i couldnt find a fucking apartment, was student housing, which would mean that in 4 semesters, id be in 100,000 dollars debt. no thanks.
so im currently in denton. no friends. no life. no aspirations. no hopes. no plans. no nothing. HURRAH!
cant think of much else that hurts worse than losing your dream.
with that said, good bye blog world. and sorry for the curses.
