My own fish is judging me right now. Granted, Garrus is a judgement, selfish asshole.
I'm drunk, so I'm not even sure what I'm writing.
My life is both falling into place and falling to pieces.
Ah, I knew my love of the word juxtaposition would eventually be my downfall.
My grades are wonderful, my chances of getting into the top tier law schools (Georgetown in DC) are raising by day, I'm helping present a psychology experiment at a conference, my rifle scores are going up, I've been blowing people away with my public speeches, even gaining a leadership role in my international public speaking group and I'm...just hitting the marks or everything I've ever wanted.
Yeah, I keep sabotaging myself. Why?
I know the answer.
Let us also forget, I lost my grandmother that lived across the street from me since I was 3, who helped raised me and I have to put my dog down that I've had since I was five.
I'm going to write some stories, then I'm going to bed.
These are problems for future Haley to deal with.
Listening to: Daughtry
Playing: Dragon Age
Drinking: Rum and Coke