So Basically.

This week has pretty much sucked. So much stuff is going on back home that I really don't want to go back South. Seems like no matter how hard I try, I just can't escape reality and the problems that comes with it. Personal issues, school issues, and family issues (not necessarily in that order) are pretty much wearing me out. Prayed about it, and I'm hoping something pulls through. If not, well I'm pretty much FUCKED. What a way to end my last week and a half in NYC. Well, hopefully going out with a couple of friends this weekend will help take the edge off.

Seems like the most f'ed up shit that could possibly happen, ALWAYS happens to good people. I mean, I like to consider myself a good person, so why me? Sure everyone has their problems, just seems like I have more than most. Am I being punished for something? Is this Karma?

Maybe I should just be turn into a cold-hearted bitch, and have a Coke and a smile.