Unfortunate series of events. Or fun in the sun.

Having just gotten back from a weekend of fun in Disneyland I feel more _______ than ever. I have class tomorrow and I only hope that I can get through it. Imagine me, a person who never much cared for school, going back to school after having graduated from college. A full fledged University. And not just any school. DVC! The school for dropout slackers and perpetual retards (no offense to people who are actually mentally disabled). Sometimes I feel I would serve the world a whole lot better if I just became a janitor or a garbage man. I feel like I'm just faking it. Faking everything I do. I live in a dream. I'm not living a dream. Every day is a haze that just seems to blend into the next. Ah well. Maybe I'll have to wait until my next life to get it right. I wonder which one I'm on. And I wonder what I did in my last life to have ended up here. I applied for another job today, but I'm not going to hold my breath. I know that things have to get better soon. They just have to. A person can only live so many repetitions before something changes. I guess that's what I'm waiting for. Something to change. We'll just have to wait and see if it's me who changes or the world around me. Again, I'm not going to hold my breath. Goodnight dear reader.