This was supposed to be my year.
I wanted to be a director for a play and president for a club. Turns out I'm just part of the crew again and basically a regular club member with a fancy name whose members don't even know. I was supposed to transfer to another major, find a new school interest. Instead, I got kicked out of university and now I'm going to a community college oh and my classes are taught by incompetent "professors". I was supposed to be in an amazing relationship instead I was dumped and left as the best-friend-that-wants-more.
I'm working at a place where I've "reached a wall" and consequently can't get any faster. My "friends" have forgotten me. I'm tired and sick and the pain in my breasts and back won't go away. The only thing I can do is crawl up in a little ball, wrap myself in my covers and pretend that somehow this is what I wanted and that everything is going fine, that in this tiny corner inside my head there is a Chester-Ya-Ya that is happy and is a lead director and is president of a club and is one of the best employees and is not sick and is in a phenomenal relationship. Somewhere inside my head I'm 100% fine.
-ChesterYaYa
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