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Well it's a week later and now I'm back home with the parents and sober. And now I'm lost and confused.
I want to do uni again and do first year and do all that sex and partying shit again, I didn't make the most of it in first year (especially the sex bit, scratch the 'again'). I have no money and no job and the idea of being stuck in this fucking rural shithole for a year is making my head hurt. Life's static and shit here. There's loads of jobs, great! But what the fuck is the use of spending my early twenties going to work then coming home at my parents house. No friends, no girlfriend, just loneliness, absence of excitement or purpose. I want to go to the gym but I can't afford it or even fucking get there.
Whinge. I want to be where the happening is and meet people again.