I'm really tired and frustrated. Easter sucked and I really don't feel like writing or talking about it. It will only piss me off right now and I'm fucking tired. I'm not getting enough sleep at night and it is driving me crazy. I honestly feel like I am going insane these days. There's just so much I wish I had and it frustrates me. I feel like these past two years have just been a big series of mistakes on my part. Getting that shit job at Burger King, going to a college I had never heard of, getting an expensive laptop that is currently doing menial jobs like burning cds and typing this on. I just feel like this whole music thing is bullshit. I still haven't started a band of my own and there are only four people who think I'm doing well and listen to me.
My teacher in Wakefield is a giant ass and I would really like to hit him over the head with his guitar and run. I'm starting to think Wakefield itself is a meaningless place, even the VW dealer there is absolute garbage. My Dad has been looking at a new diesel Jetta for himself (I have no need for a new car now, I'm waiting for the Eos myself) and they quoted him 24k, with a standard transmission. We went to the dealer in East Providence (which I hate going to) and they gave us a price of 22k with an automatic transmission, which costs 1,000 dollars more than the standard. So yeah, I'm pretty sure that Wakefield is a worthless place, then again, so is most of RI, though I did realize that Pawtucket is the closest place to Quahog (the ficitonal town on Family Guy), only because of Hasbro and the Paw Sox. I really want to go to the Paw Sox game that's coming up, but I have a concert to go to that night.
Today I found out where my doctor is, I'm going to a specialist for my problem. I'm really hoping he can help me, because I can't even sleep now, my problem is starting to bother me. I honestly wake up and feel gross because of it, it makes me want to bleach all of my clothes. My dumb doctor wanted me to go to a dermitologist, but I honestly don't think it's a skin problem and neither does anyone who knows what my problem is. Everyone agrees it's an internal problem, which is how I feel, too.
I'm sorry to sound so agitated and angry, but I just am right now. I'll try to feel better the next time I write, but there's no guarantee.
*Racecar*
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