Right now, I have a real shot at getting into a program specially designed to get me a job in this city in the industry of my choice. I have my second interview on Monday. I... don't know if I can do it. I want to. But... I am constantly tired. I have no energy. I hate to repeat this sentiment; I thought I left it all behind. I thought I was getting better. I don't know what I am. But the sentiment that describes my current feelings: I hate myself and want to die.

There's nothing really wrong with my life. It's not terrible, I have everything I need. But I am not happy. I know, happiness is only achieved when you stop chasing it. Or something like that. I'm not chasing happiness; I'm just trying to avoid pain. And I suck at it.

Wow, I'm sure making a strong comeback here on dA, aren't I? Right back into the emo groove. I apologize if I annoyed anyone with this. It's just that when people feel desperate and suicidal, they send out warning signs. I don't know how I feel, but I guess this is a warning sign.

Again, sorry for the melodrama. I'll try to keep that to a minimum from now on.

In unrelated news, I've almost beaten Insaniquarium. I've been playing it a lot lately. It's fun. A bit annoying when a couple of aliens come in and blow all your fish to shit. Oh well. I think I'm on the last level. Not sure, though. I guess I'll find out when I beat it.