Roll Call 100: Centennial Edition

I just got an email to allow me to log into my Arizona State University account!!!

Now lets hope i get accepted.

I would def not give my DNA to a corporation lol

Well I'm done with work. I have to go to the bank if my check came in I haven't checked the mailbox yet. I am going to take a nice hot shower first.
This weekend I'm going to take my son to the running store. They analyze your gait and stuff by watching you walk and run. They also sell shoes specific for cross country. There goes my pay. Having kids is expensive.

I'm waiting for my period to come

Im extremely confused...

I called the charter school I graduated from. (Only went there for a month but ASU needs the transcript from the school I graduated from?)

So i call them and they said the only two ways i can get it is pick it up or the college has to request it.

That makes it extremely hard. I dont live anywhere near that school anymore. And colleges dont typically request transcripts. I mean from what i was told, i was told i need to send in my transcripts.

So...what the fluck am i supposed to do now?....

Ugh crap. I just realized today is Saturday...

The person ahead of the admissions for liberal arts of ASU texted me a few days ago. And i texted them just now about the whole high school transcript thing.

But i wonder if i wont hear from them til monday.

Ugh

Shouldve done all this yesterday. But yesterday was just a huge mess with everything at the clinic and i didnt have time.

Today is Friday though.

Oh sh it.

See

Im way too stressed out

Like....

So much crap has happened lately, its like all i can focus on.

I dont even know what day it is....

I did masturbate last night tho

So that relieved my stress a bit

My days are all rolling into one now too. If I didn't have something scheduled today and a schedule yesterday I would have no idea what day it is.

I usually have no idea what day it is. I have to keep checking.

Well its like...
Idk, yesterday just completely knocked the wind out of me. With all the gossip. And me being at risk for having to possibly lose my pss and my therapist ive been working with for years. All because of some gossip some employee spread about me. Not just one pss said that but she was working with another pss at a different location (who had told her confidential stuff about me).

I was just completely blindsided.

Im gonna take 1 gabapentin because i just feel so much stress and anxiety. My throat feels tight.

Then i can probably take 2 tonight.

I'm so cold. #Canada

It is starting..

I will see you..

On the other side next summer..

Because the wifi waves will freeze in the cold..

Can you please stop the noise I'm trying to get some rest..

From all the unborn chicken voices in my head..

Honestly. I feel like the moral of yesterdays story is: people are going to talk about you. No matter who you are. You can be the most smartest, loving, most caring, hardworking person, and people are still gonna talk about you. Wherever you go.

Yesterday reminded me so much of high school. I just was blindsided so much, not because it happened, so much as, it was an employee talking about me. I expect another patient to talk about me. But if you really think about, shes just as much a patient as i am. Shes a peer support worker and they all have mental illness themselves and are under some kind of psychiatric care themselves. She USED me by talking about me, to get into good grace's with another employee.

Now that the truth has come out, it has made her look like a complete nutjob. Not me. Thank god.

I heard she got fired from a previous mental health job for something similar back in another state.

And would you believe, she used to be a cop too! Flucking bi tch

Yay my check came in and I went to the bank. Now I'm all set for the weekend.
What's everyone up to? I'm just watching listening to tv and playing on my phone.

I only know the day by looking at my pill box. Even working I can't remember the days.

Same haha.....

I wish for lots and lots of money

I wish things would go back to how they were with my therapist

I wish boby would live forever

I wish no one would judge me for wanting to get really drunk right now... idk.

I wish mental illness was just some psychiatric myth.