I swore I wouldn't do this to myself again. I swore that I would make myself proud in college. That I wouldn't have to deal with the regret and self-loathing that would surely ensue after failing miserably a la high school.

I thought I knew better this time. I thought I knew what I had to do. I thought I had changed.

And now I'm feeling so bad. I worry about school. I worry about money. I worry about how much I've isolated myself from others since the beginning of the quarter. But most of all, I worry about school.

And it makes me not want to get up in the morning. It makes it difficult to get out of my car. It makes it difficult to pick up a book.

I'm just so tired.

...

On the upside, I found my phone.

thanks carlos :)