i haven't been able to write shit lately
uhm. what's happened since my birthday.
got rejected from readmission to hamline. i have to prove that i'm better, not just say that i am. feeling like shit about that. all of this catastrophe is my fucking fault.
got a job. overnight stocking at target. nine dollars an hour and it'll all be going straight to student loans, because the deferment period's already over. my coworkers are decent. i have been issued my own box cutter and can grab as many replacement blades as i need from the hr office.
i'm not even going to try to quit self-harming anymore. i can't be bothered. got hospitalised a few we