I need a job.

I need to move out of this house. Those other people who live in this house are driving me insane.

Unfortunately I doubt finding a job is going to be easy, and my family is not going on vacation this year so that means that I won't be able to have the house to myself for a month as I was hoping.

Maybe I should move up to our place in Whistler.
After living alone for a week (well, less than that. My mancandy, Iggy, came to visit for a few days) living with the family again is just... Ugh next to unbearable. It's a wonder I even leave my room for food. Maybe I'll start sleeping through meals...


Seriously, these people are driving me up the wall. I leave my room maybe twice, three times, each day? All because I don't want to even interact with them. They're so unpleasant.
I'm beginning to regret my decision to not go to university next year.


oh god don't remind me i have another year in this place if i can't get my act together which i won't because i never do and oh god what am i doing with my life nervous breakdown nervous breakdownnervousbreakdownnervousbreakdown


o_o
I am seriously considering becoming a hermit now.