Most unfortunately.

Recently I have started reading. A lot. And I suddenly realized how much I truly missed reading.
Because I am reading more, and again, I have also felt the need to write. A lot.
And so far, I have decided to expose the trajedy of my work environment to the public in a boo I have considered titling "Tips From Your Waitress." It's almost clever.
Anyhow, I feel like a human again. I feel as though I am embracing the person I was supposed to become but have recently denied with all the working pressures and expectations of a college student.
This is who I am now:
I cuss, most unfortunately because I intake countless profanities daily at work and in classes.
I spend money. Badly. Just because I have it.
I am a slob and haven't seen the floor of my room or the back seat of my car in a number of weeks now.
I am attracted to loser men who have done and are doing nothing with their lives.

If the girl I was met me now, we wouldn't even be friends. We would cordially nod and walk on because we weren't each other's type.
Yep.
This is me. Most unfortunately.