April 26th, 2012 (Hating Massachusetts) in "Waiting for my Petrichor"

I've been pretty depressed lately. I'm either angry or sad. I don't know. It is just weird not have any friends and really hating the place I live. I mean at least in California I had friends to escape too. Here it is just like...ugh. I don't even have any desire to make friends because I just don't have anything in common with any of the people I'm meeting. Everyone seems sooo.....east coast-ish. Dave and I got in a fight the other day because it was one of those days where everything was going wrong and I kept thinking, "Well if only I lived in WA still this wouldn't have happened" or "Wow they don't even have this at this store, Washington would" and thoughts like that and I just exploded on Dave because he was putting down Trader Joe's and saying "there are better places over here than that place" and I was just like SHUT UP I FUCKING LOVE TRADER JOES WHO DOESNT THAT IS STUPID and I just dropped him off at the house and took off and realized I had literally no where to go so I just drove around for two hours and came back here. Work has been lousy lately. Shitty shifts= shitty tips. Jasper is going to vet number two on Monday. Dave and I are signing the contract for our apartment tomorrow if the lady even shows up. I am just crossing my fingers things start to feel better once I move into the apartment. I need to join something. Start something. Do something. I don't know. It is hard when I just have so much anger towards this place I'm like ew I don't want to do anything around here. I get shitfaced every night. I smoke almost a pack of cigs again. I really feel like California all over again minus the friends. At least I don't have to be dealing with my parents shit out here, that is the one plus. I don't know, life just seemed so much happier and carefree in Washington....I just want to feel like that again.