Interior desing.. Uh.. I fucking hate it.

I'm sitting here at 8 am. , skipping the day of non-mandatory lectures and that left me thinking. Few more fucking points and my fucking life would still be on tracks. Why write emo journal entry then? I need something to keep me from walking around cursing at myself.
Before me is a week full of problems in place I don't want to be in. Why won't I quit and take a job? Good question. I guess I'm in a really passive position right now. All that left me chewed up without any vision for future, plus if I'll do that I'll have to settle for night school later on. I wish so fucking much for my own time traveling de lorean..
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!