Money In Da Bank

the only thing excellent about life right now is that I have accumulated a fair amount of money in the bank from various places. I can't think of anything to do with it, so I only spend the small amount I normally did without it. Having money left after paying rent for the month is nice.



What I will eventually do with it is of crucial importance, I need money from another job bad still :( .



I gave away my last good cigarette tonight and I am too lazy and too cheap to get another pack. Guess i'm sort of quitting. Fuck that its taken almost a year.

Goddamn School

I am already so fucking tired of the bullshit my teachers spew out. Thus far this year, i've had a teacher try to tell me that there's never been a recorded death from wolf attack [which the class believed], and the same teacher take an entire class period talking about one-inch margins.

I've asked nicely to leave early instead of just rolling out, and got the rudest response I have ever heard.

I've had to wake up before it is light out to listen to a renaissance fair bitch talk about big meaty creatures and the beauty of penii.

This is probably going to be a bad semester... I can't motivate myself to go to these classes when there is NOTHING that makes attending worth it. If I lose my scholarship next semester, i'm going to start taking only history classes. These useless required classes are killing me.

Drop the name of an unknown place and i'm leaving.

Going to carolina this weekend to see Giant aka BRAVEYOUNG, possibly camping out, weather permitting. Time to get away from the ole frathouse for a while.



Next Weekend: Tattoos with the mom?

Holla at me or Bianca if you're bored, i'm down for anything to get away from the brodowns.

My Roommate's Friends' Search History

thanks b.

High School

I am so tired of fucking beer pong. I haven't played beer pong since I was 16. I don't intend to. Beer pong is for bros to get girls really fucking trashed and molest them. This tradition has stood the test of time.

Every time the "beer pong table" gets set up I want to drag it behind my mercury down the street blasting a song of triumph.

This cannot be good for my heart.

I wish everyone would grow up. No one is going to do it for you, and I feel like no one understands that college isn't Beach Week on repeat. Playing pong until you puke is just sad. If you're fucked up enough to trash someone elses house, i'll fuck you up.


In other news, I have the best numbers in the whole district at work, but i'm still being cut back to 5 hours a week. I love my job sometimes but god it is so discouraging. A lot of things right now are discouraging.

I'm 18 with the soul of a 55 year old. I really do not belong in my house.

It's a cold world out there.

12:40am: Stranded in the west end at my moms with no car and no phone, awesome. Went to the mom's office today to get my heart problems checked out and still no answers, awesome. I get to walk to work tomorrow and hope that my car hasn't been towed, AWESOME.


On the bright side, I get to lounge around until 2 tomorrow and watch the inauguration. Or VH1.



Hopefully I will still be alive for the rest of this week and i'll have some better updates.

flippin out pt. 2

lost my cell phone

rest in peace, man. me and you, we've been through a lot of tough times together, but you always made it through. Like the time I lost you for four days and my neighbors found you sitting in my yard frozen. Or the time you fell four feet deep in the james river and my dad dried you out. Even when the outer screen stopped working a few months ago, and your battery wouldn't last for longer than a 3 minute call. I hope whatever crazy homeless person in the library at 7am that found you made good use of you, at least for the three hours until your battery died. New phone tomorrow thnx mom, until then I am feeling so lost.
then I came home to this:



posi style son. gotta love neal

flippin out

can't find her cell phone

Bummer

My human spirituality teacher just made a Twilight reference.




It's gonna be a long year.

Weirdest Week Award

This has been the weirdest and one of the worst weeks of my life. Been at all time highs and all time lows, sometimes barely maintain it.







Yeah, I'm definitely having a personal crisis.

Guess how much money i've spent this year?

+ about $3,000


what the fuck

Got sick of all of my friends at once

Everyone is so predictable, but no one is reliable. This time last year I was just as bad off, but now it seems like it can't be fixed.


I want everyone in life who has fucked me over to never speak to me again, maybe that would make it easier.

Calling it quits

SO DONE.


Done with putting up with your bullshit. Done with smoking and drinking, done with killing myself with dairy. Done with being scared to sleep in my own house, done with manning the fuck up for speeches and dead body checks. My hands are clean.

Lately i've been scaring myself. I can no longer feel emotion for anyone; I don't care about your problems. After committing 6 months to forgetting, all I want to do anymore is go back to the days of this spring, where I didn't work two jobs 50 hours a week, where my mom took care of my shit and gave me her car to take out, where staying up until 5am was the norm. But that's over, and I am learning to accept. It's 2009 bitches, it's time to forget 2008. Great year, but one in which I was ridiculously stupid. I am paying the price now, and I am moving on.

Me and Igor, too classy. Twas the last day of this though.


TAKE ME ON A TRIP!

I'll show you the NTC lifestyle.