oh, my augustine

i cannot possibly express how much i want this year to be over. not 2010, i mean, i want it to be summer.
summer is great and carefree. and then i can say to myself "hey, one more day and then i'm done. done done done."
but no.
it's december.
that means i have to figure out my new years plans with jon, and tell kayla i can't go to her party, and then go back to school.
school is just this major center of loathing and stress that i really never want to deal with again.
BUTHEYGUESSWHATIHAVETO.
gjsl;fakdj.

i had a good afternoon/night, but I walked in the door of my house and I just felt sad all of a sudden. I know that my last therapy session is tomorrow (technically today), which I think I'm okay with, but could it be that just being home makes me upset?
maybe it was because I was watching The Hangover (GREAT MOVIE) and I thought that my dad would really enjoy it. And I suppose I missed him a little bit, but then I remembered all the shit he tried to do to me and put me through and I just didn't want to deal with it so I stopped thinking about it.
But I guess being home makes me think about things like this.

well, I've got a week before I can be upset about having to go back to school.
I suppose I'll enjoy this week while I can.