Keep Trying

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There are so many things on my mind, and in the lead is what I'm going to do about school. George says there's no point in worrying myself sick over it, because what happens, happens, but it's a little different when you're out on your own, hundreds of miles away from your family. I'm tired, too, for some reason. I think it's all the crap that keeps happening to me. First it was moving, then it was the job thing, then it was bad family, and still the job thing, and then school, and then the fleas, and then falling, and the job thing, and school again... If I had been an outsider, looking in on this strain of events, I wouldn't believe that a person could do with it all, but here I am, and I find it surprising that I want to give up and go home. It almost doesn't seem like enough, but at the same time, it is. I feel defeated, but I know there are ways around these damned walls.

I guess all I can do is try to keep on pushing.