Hello. My name is Crystal and it’s been five and a half hours since my last raspberry mocha from Starbucks.
It’s been rough, yes, but I’m still awake, so yay!
Guys, I’m seriously getting addicted to Starbuck’s again. It’s just cups full of happy happy love joy! And I have like an hour commute now, so my sleep time is about negative three hours a day. But with wonderful, magical coffee IT DOESN’T MATTER!
I do, feel like I’m basically just saying F-YOU to the developing world when I pay $5.67 for a cup of coffee, seeing as how I could probably feed like 37 people for a month on that in like Africa or something, but then, the coffee makes me happy and I justify it in my mind and everything is fine.
I need to get off the stuff though. Aside from the fact that it basically costs as much as my rent, it also has 3,000 calories per cup. Ish. Also, when it wears off I crash like a mofo. All, splat on my desk.
But I can quit anytime I want to. I swear. I totally can.
And I’m totally going to. Maybe. Probably.
Well let’s just play it by ear.
so there i am enjoying my happy little life in my new AMAZING apartment yesterday, when i start getting depressed.
and i can’t put my finger on why, except to say that i feel like i actually MISS my long-a$$ commute, and i wish i was more tired. and that maybe i should try to apply for a wal-mart manager job because heck ya, im a people person.
i grab my favorite weakness (a coke) and almost put the effort into crying.
but then, my friend the writer calls and after i sigh about 16 times he’s all, “omg, you’re addicted to stress.”
except he didn’t actually say “omg,” because he would NEVER talk like that in a million years.
he’s a writer people.
anyway, i realize that i am, in fact, crazy.
and i only feel like a valid person when im exhausted.
and that’s why (close your eyes mom) i like being hungover on saturday’s some time. not ALL the time. im not a d*mn alcoholic people. i just like feeling validated for sleeping all day. and a hangover kinda forces that on you.
and after i discovered my addiction, i took a hot bath.
because i was so stressed out about it.
i need help.