what a turn of events. three days, i can't stand it already. let me go back to waterloo. please. i need to get out of this fucking messed up house. too much pent up anger now. i need to let it out.
it's all too easy. everything is too easy. i appreciate what they're doing for me, but maybe that is the problem. it's too easy. i can't take it anymore. money ruins lives, let me tell you. i'd rather live in happiness forever and be poor. at least i'll be happy. at least everything i have, everything i accomplish is for myself.

i hate being totally financially stable.