Day 2 of classes, and I'm already up late because I'm upset. Dammit, having a long distance relationship is hard, but it's even harder when you feel like your partner isn't putting in as much effort as you are.

I mean, I know that Steve's got a hard job and long hours, but tell me what semester have I had here that wasn't just as difficult as the real world? And I know he's got bills to pay, but so do I...and I just can't keep calling him when he's never around. He told me to call him back tonight when he was too tired last night...but he's still not home. I can't call anymore. I can only hope that if he's really being honest with me and if he really loves me, that he'll find a way of reaching me in a few weeks.

So much for the no expectations, no regrets. It seems I may have been had.

And all this after a really difficult day. God I am so tired of this place and all the damn politics and everyone's lofty opinions about me. I'm gonna make it whether I have help or not.

I guess I'm back to hating the world...maybe I should have stayed in Utah after all.