Sometimes you let it all blow over...

And things will work out. This morning I woke up on my couch as my roommate came into the living room. I think I was still fucked up as of an hour ago but I feel much better now. I still don't know what time my friend left.

Anyways, I figure this shit can't last much longer, seeing as how my other ties and commitments won't take up much more of their time. It'll be nice, having this change. Only a month and a half of summer left. It's going to go by really fast.

I think it might not be as bad as I thought it was. Maybe there's a chance. Hope. But not the bad kind. This feels better than most sentiments. I don't know if this makes any sense because I think I could still be high from last night. I can't believe we spent that much money on food.

Just A Little Bit - 50 Cent