Spilling Angst Out.

So I figure I should at least try to keep this updated, despite my lack of interesting events in my life. I'm a seething cauldron of angst right now, and I'll try to mediate just how much I spew out onto the page.

So I'm feeling very alone right now. I've got two roommates, but apparently I'm not really allowed to open up around one or I may get kicked out, and the other is always asleep when the first isn't around. I don't really have any friends around here, aside from the ones I made on her campus, who I can't really talk to.

So I'm alone with my thoughts, which is never a good thing. I feel awkward talking to people I don't know to well, but this is supposed to be a place for me, so what the hell.

I'm trapped in a job I hate. It's my first real job, and I know I should be happy that I'm getting a paycheck, but FUCK. I work the closing shift at a fast food joint, mostly drive through, so I have uncomfortable hours that aren't conducive to social interaction. I hate it so very much.

I'm also feeling rather frustrated with the lack of interest in my life. So far it consists of going to work and coming home. I'm a half an hour away from New York City by public transport, but I don't have time to go into the city, nor the money to do anything there. All of my paycheck goes to food and debts.

I just don't really know what to do.