New blog off to a shitty start

So I spent all morning trying to find a nice layout for this stupid thing, going to those cheater pre-made template sites. I finally found one I liked and couldn't get it to work for the life of me. I can't make my own because I forgot all the code I used to know, so hey, fuck that. HAVE SOME WHITE. I was too angry to even look at blogspot again until just now, so hey, posting.

On to my pathetic sad little life.

I finally told my mom I'm not going to school, she took it very well. She wasn't mad, she was disappointed. So I listened to her good-natured speech about how I need to find something to do, that I need to finally get the balls to find another doctor. I don't care what anyone says, phones scare the shit out of me. I was too choked up to say much aside from "Yeah, uh huh." When she finally let me go, I went and stress-vomited.


About the time I stopped vomiting my ex texted me and told me he was thinking about going to the emergency room. I didn't reply, and then he asked me if I was still going to the anime convention we were going to go to before we broke up. I said no, it's hella expensive, I have very little money, and I have an alcohol dependency to feed (well, I didn't say that last part). He said he'd pay if I wanted to join him this weekend. That is just a little too awkward. He was always so touchy about money when we were dating, and now that we're not he'll pay?

"So hey, I was thinking about going and getting myself committed for a couple of days. Also, you still going to that con this weekend?"


I was going to be productive today, you know, get dressed, do the dishes, maybe tidy... but now I think I'll hide in my closet and listen to my imaginary friends tell me that it's going to be okay.

(HAHA JUST KIDDING my pills got rid of my imaginary friends like a year ago)