I really want to write more. I always get distracted or just simply forget to write in my journal. i just got back yesterday from a great weekend in Crested Butte where I learned a lot. I love being back in Denver, but I love it there too. My mom had to remind me that every weekend is not the fourth or July weekend and things get depressing there like they used to get when I was a child. Seeing absolutely everyone I knew in that town was amazing and a great experience. Now that I am in Denver it is time to get back to school and back to the job search. I love that town and i hope to go back soon. I dropped that class so now I have to somehow pass the time of that six hour class. I have been drinking for the past three days and now it is time for recovery. 
 
I hope this feeling of depression goes away and it is not that it has anything to do with going down on seroquel or the lamictal or the xanax. I hope that I am just moody for the moment.I don't need to do any crashing right now i need to get a degree and start the new chapter in my life. But, in Crested Butte I see all of these people who are just waiters and waitresses in local restaurants in the town. At least I am trying to gains something. But, it is unfortunate that my credit is so poor that I would never be able to afford college without my dad. I suppose that I will just have to hurry up and stop dropping classes. I am tired and I have to take a nap and smoke some pot.
 
Goodnight moon.