I've been having extremely vivid dreams lately, possibly due to the regular, healthy sleep I've managed to be consistent about. Though I suppose it's only the first week of school and I haven't had any real work to do. I've really enjoyed being able to laze around and I love cooking. I'm dreading as well as looking forward to next week. We'll see how things go.

I really want to say the words...

School starts officially in about 7.5 hours. We'll see if I can handle waking up early in the morning. My MWF classes start at 9am while TuTh are 9:30am. Thankfully, I end most of my days early except for Thursdays when I have BSCI330 lab until 5pm. This week should be easy since I don't have lab, discussions or work. The week after this... we'll see how I handle it. For now, I am enjoying my apartment and I love cooking. I just wish I knew more recipes. I'll work on it.

I don't enjoy being at home, especially when "home" is my parents' house. There's too much screaming and hitting. I can't wait until I move in to my apartment on Friday. That will be exciting! I need a queen-sized memory foam pad thing. Hmm...

I'm pissed. I want to say something stupid, do something stupid. Maybe do something a little self-destructive. I'm so angry that I feel the way I do right now. I need something to do.

Or maybe the pill is just fucking up my emotions.

All I want is some reassurance. I need to know that I'm important, that I'm wanted. And I need it to be said loud and clear to my face because I won't understand anything less than that. I need something.