In school, 6PM-10PM every Monday-Friday. 

Work 4-5 days a week, 7am, meaning up at 5am. 

FUCK not enough sleep.

Mini-spring break, but boss cut my hours.

Looking for closer employment, but not wholeheartedly.

Half seeing Cody. 

Saturdays it's 12-7 at work and mostly sundays open to mid afternoon.

Got a scooter, gets 105mpg and is road legal uninsured and does not require liscence. as it's set up it will go 35, but apparently it can be changed to do 45 with a tad of work. Need to stop wrecking it (layed it down 2x the first week).

Been doing alot more art lately.

Between school and work it's just... a type of insanity I've never allowed myself time for before. I still have some deep seated feelings for Cody, but they're different than other things I've felt. He's back in school, and landed a job today at his school - neither of us have time right now to handle a relationship, but currently we talk daily and we see eachother about once a week. It's fine by me, he's got some issues himself.

It's kind of like... Idefk, it just is.

It is what it is.

My period has been wonky as hell, and I'm trying to get back on birth control, but money is tight and my hormones on birth control are horrendous. I turn into THE BEAST and can't handle anything.

Anyhow, I like school.

I just keep thinking, 1 more year and I'll be financially independent and able to afford an actual rental place, not just a room.

Gas being 4 bucks a gallon with a 2 hour commute is awful and eating away at my life.

Today I made a breakfast taco.

2 eggs, cheddar cheese, salt + pepper, scrambled. (140 eggs, 80cheese)

1 1/2 cups frozen broccoli, steamed/microwaved + drained. (30cal)

1 fiber soft wrap - wheat and evoo (100cal) - put in toaster oven for 4 mins until brown and somewhat crisp.

IT WAS SO GEWD.

I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home