awake awake awake. I have a paper to write. it's only 500 words, BUT the professor wants it to be "a very concise, condensed essay in which [I] call attention to the existence of [a] pattern and explain its significance or implications." To some people that might sound like a lot of bs, or maybe not that difficult of a task. But I'm having difficulty starting on it.
Here's some new music:
Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin's Heers demonstrates a well crafted, melodic, and inviting pop song. Check it out and have a laugh or put it on your ipod and play it when you go for a walk.
I went by the house that I think I'll be living in come this fall and it's a sweet house. Lot's of space, cool people, and a nice fenced in backyard for my dog!
I was going to tell you all more... that's why I decided to update twice today...
This summer has really felt more like part time school for me. Very little traveling, class everyday, and lots of work. Last summer I quit my job for about two months. I wasn't taking any class either. I was very free, and woke up everyday with nothing but what I wanted to do in mind. Sometimes I get jealous of my other friends who don't have to work or take class. FIE FIE! I always think it's funny when I don't care about sleep. The thing is, the fall semester is going to be the same thing since I'll only be taking one class.
Put those girls on the phone.
Sometimes I talk about my problems to my friends and I always say "But that makes sense" after I state them. I don't have to do that when I talk about the things that make me happy.
I bought some water shoes today and Laura said "It looks like you're trying to be fast." yeah, with the ladies.
I think I drank about a gallon of soda today. I try and not drink a lot of soda. I even water down powerade. I am a, what do you call it, binge drinker.
I get one more fall and Halloween in this town. One more. Then it will be gone, forever locked away as a part of my college experience. I'd like to try and make the best of it. I should probably limit the amount of time I spend on the internet.
My schedule tomorrow:
6:15 a.m. work
10:30-11:30 class
11:30-1:00 maybe more work
you know... I can't let you do that
I used to work at Walgreens and sometimes a person's total would come to $6.66. I'd laugh and say "Gee wilikers, would'ya lookit that?" And they would look uncomfortable. Then that was my chance to push the shitty low carb choclate fingers which I rec'd a small commission for. I always hated asking people if they like to buy the overstocked item of the day. One time it was a ten dollar, reusable camera. It was a pretty good deal though, since if they brought it back to the store to get developed then we'd put a fresh roll of film in it until it broke. My boss once condescendingly explained to me how a commission benefited me. "You sell two of these cameras an hour, and that's an extra fifty cents. So then that's like you're making 6.50 and hour!" "Yes yes yes yes" is all I said. The cosmetician there used to buy me vodka on her break but I had to pay for her fast food too since it "took so long." I don't think I have ever charged anyone to purchase alcohol for them. I guess I don't really do it that often. Hmmmmm, okay so come to think of it, I have never had a girlfriend who was 21 at the time. That used to be a big deal but not anymore! (eh eh? because I'm doing that lone person thing. "I just feel like, I need time to concentrate on my blogging... you understand, right? Come here, I'm gonna give you a french kiss." sorry, I mean freedom kiss.
Okay, well I guess I've done my part of talking like someone out there can hear me.
I always have this fantasy that I'm going to meet some girl from my past in the future at some sort of coffee shop and we'll go out for drinks and catch up and then like, have that kind of sex where you are older and understand these things and it's not a big deal.
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