The first fight...

My roomie and I had our first fight Monday night. It was a good one. It is good because we will be closer in the end, I just hate having to work through it in the mean time. I show a low level of maturity when I am angry, and even a lower one when having to confront people on issues.

I have a vast # of issues that seem to be pulling me in all sorts of directions at the moment. I have no clue what i will be doing when I get out of school. I almost wish i could stay in school so that i can just continue learning. Inside of me I feel all kinds of things all at once. A piece of me is in love, a piece of me is angry, a piece of me is contunially crying... and all this stuff is just continually circling. It stinks. It takes me like 2 hours to unwind... and even then I get board. I need a break... mmm Christmas vacation.