Isolated

A odd thing happened for me today, I up rooted my life and placed it somewhere new. For the first time thought, this caused some anxiety for me. I got sick of having to talk with everyone back inside of Norman, I got sick of my mother and my sister after having spent the large part of two days with them trapped inside of a car (one day in the car). So much so to the point of being anxious for them to leave to be back on my own, to be let go.

The night before I semi-broken into my apartment to sleep on the bed before it was legally mine, a place to crash so my mother and sister could sleep in there own beds at the hotel (or a retreat for me).  Immediately it was back to old tricks, as we lit up the moment they were in the car for the first time for me in my new residence.  My perception changed quickly about myself in a positive way in this particular interaction also for the first time.  I felt pretty awesome for how I was able to keep my GPA up with my study habits and behavior, but my other friends put themselves in danger of failing out.  Around this time I also realised I was breaking the law, and was scared that someone would catch me and I would be in big trouble.  Thankfully I have college friends to freak me the fuck out worse when this thought runs through my head, as the doorbell rings and it is loud as fuck.  Mumbling and rambling we get to the conversation of me being psychotic for the random shit I say.  but in a good way?

I don't know, I just feel very much un-like people I meet.  This makes me feel lonely =(