When people try to dissuade you, they don't dissuade themselves.

HUH!

I just put a bunch of stuff in a garbage bag to get rid of.

I just have to organize art and office supplies, mostly, shuffle things around ... oh, and furniture!

I saw it all before, and I see it all, now.

Will it cost me that I don't have approval in certain ways, or should I not worry?

Airheads Commerical

It's cool to see the guy look so excited when he looks up and says, "Why not? Come on!"  He's probably a good friend.

Isn't it pathetic how people are suddenly opening up to/about me to hurt me, pretending they were very social to me, in my past life?

Did you notice the bad people really are bad and if some of the good people aren't good they just aren't good enough and not actually bad?

Remind me again why your life at the present is pertinent and mine is shit from certain kinds of people I can't get rid of?

Do you ever waste time sitting there moping because of what other people did?

Why would someone tell me someone older I get along with is "not all that?"  Why would I talk to someone who says that to me, instead?

Someone keeps trying to be the one to ruin my life.  Other people aren't in my position.

...They might even talk to you themselves, instead.

I thought maybe things would be okay.  I know people who act interested until it comes time to being nice to someone who's not bad.  They try to control your life by keeping you from talking to people you like and get along with.

People are being sloppy and using me to take care of their shit on my life.

It's funny how some people are okay, even if they are all the same in some way, and others aren't, like in how people tell you you're treated.

also, bathroom stuff to get rid of

I wish I owned nicer pajamas, underwear, bras, socks...

Next month, I may get a new Google Chromebook.  The keys keep sticking on the one I have.

I'm nothing, and I own nothing.  I started some exercises.  I hope I clean up by the end of today so I can do some more, need it.

Well, 3 huge boxes like you get from Wal-Mart, packed away.

I've cleaned the boxes mostly.  Just some more things.  Then, I've got to get them outta here.

I have 4 big boxes of things to go through and maybe get rid of.  So far, mostly music books.

I am cleaning everything, again.  Time for a break and to go to bed maybe/hopefully.

People used to like me.  What happened?

Some people think I am bad because I ran into trouble in school and have been asked to leave certain things, for reasons of personal weakness, not to do with academics.