No Good, Horrible, Very Bad Day.

SO.
A lot has happened since the last time I posted.
Last Thursday was one of the worst days of my life.
It started out with getting my first ever speeding ticket ... well first ever anything ... I almost had to pay double & go to court because it was near a construction sight, though there was no one on the street, either way, I done goofed. I felt so terrible. I STILL feel so terrible that I could have endangered someone's life, just because I was in a hurry.
THEN, I had a meeting with my professor, which I was late to, found out that I have no family support in my own eyes & that other than that, I'm just about perfect except for money issues. Which is cool I guess.
THEN.
I was late getting to my surgeon for my botox injection, but got ridiculously lost because I thought I needed to go the oposite direction ... Another reason I should be single. I was an half hour late for that. It hurt. It hurt SO badly, I started crying & I had walked in crying & I cried all the way back to school, & I didn't get to finish my paper because I was running so late.
THEN.
Came the migraine from hell. Almost exactly a year ago, I had been on my way to my rehearsal for the show I was in (My Fair Lady at the Phipps theater in Hudson, Wisconsin), I went to Taco Bell for dinner, took a wrong turn, & got hopelessly lost. I couldn't think straight enough to turn around the pain was so bad, so I was an hour late for rehearsal that night & afterwards, I got home & my mom took me to the E.R. Well ... That migraine was NOTHING compared to the migraine I had on Thursday. I couldn't walk or breathe it was so bad. So after I made it through preliminary work on the midterm for my junior/senior class, I was taken to the E.R. once again, given the same meds & all that jazz.

So overall, that was the worst day I've had in a loooooooooooong time.

After all of that, I've fallen back into all of my old bad habits. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself.

I wake up every morning & I feel like I'm covered with bruises. There is this hole where he used to be. I miss him. More than I can imagine. Every time I close my eyes, I'm reminded f him, every time I sleep, or I laugh, or I do anything, there's a bit of him in it. I put everything I had into our relationship. Everything. It just wasn't enough to keep him.

I've started making jewelry again. I must say, it's really beginning to look good. I just need to find a way to take good pictures of my pieces so I can set up the rest of the website, or even just the Facebook page.

Well, as always, I have waaay too much work to do, so I shall post later.
Ciao bellos!