I feel like I won the lottery

I'm leaving Halifax for over a month an a half, from November 10 - January 3, to carry out a project at U of A that is really just an excuse to be in Alberta for my nieces or nefew's birth. Actually, this is better than money.

I wish I didn't live here

What happened to sincerity? Why does if feel like people are always trying to get something from me? Am I invisible? Because I feel like I'm being walked all over. I wish people would stop manipulating me, and start meaning what they say. Do I even seem like a person? Cuz I am, and it is starting to piss me off when people treat me like a possibility.

gimmee gimmee gimmee

they can have it, because I don't want it.

And just in case you were fooled by my hearty attitude, I still fucking loathe this city, and I still intend to never step foot on Halifax's soil again once I get the fuck out of here.

I should get back to work so I can get the fuck out of here a little sooner.