a seven nation army couldn't hold me back....

i went home this weekend. went to a wedding. realized i'm willing to wait for love, but my patience is wearing extremely thin. i'm back now. in my extremely lonely apartment. procrastinating art that was due weeks ago. my grade is surely suffering. this insurmountable emptiness is causing my spirit to gradually cave in. the drive back provided me with a chance to think about things. and still i have a blank canvas which to blame my sadness on. had a nice chat with allison today. she pretty much feels the same as i do about life.

i can't help but wonder.... have i gotten all i can out of emory?

when.will.i.stop.feeling.like.this?