Yeah, day 3 is pretty damn terrible. Having my leg going up and down of anxiety already. Said some wrong stuff and was basically a ****** to a few people. Spending time at work counting time (it seems like today is forever long and an hour and a half is forever more). As expected, the girl I like didn't catch me fall or give me support on the way. So I'm spending the time alone, banging my head in the matrix, with a code that won't compile. I wrote her a tirade of being disappointed of her friendship on the chat which then I promptly deleted. It's me that's foolish for having any hopes/expectations of some people. People are fickle, but at least in money you can trust.. there's always hookers and shrinks to make you feel better, when I do have that money to afford em. Or I can hang out with guy friends until then but it's not the same.
Yeah, definitely a ****** day. But I'll be damned if I light up a cigarette today.