The club was far from empty. It was crowded at the entry...
Yes, folks so it's now 12:02 in the AM and due to my WAY cool loser status I'm sitting here not doing a damn thing. And this makes me disgustingly sad. And now...my sister who I find myself slightly annoyed with right now is watching tv...YESSSSSSSSS! I'm 19. I'm 19 and I live in Austin. I'm 19 and I don't live at home and yet, I'm doing what I'd be doing if I lived at home...Nothing! I don't have a typical college kid life and gah! damn it that's what I want. I'm not ashamed to admit it. I wanna get drunk. I wanna go out and party. I'm tired of sitting around doing nothing. I moved away from home so I could finally be a kid and have fun. And I'm just wasting my life. I've been here for two years and I don't even feel like I've even reached the tip of the ice berg. I'm so freaking tired of spending my thursdays, fridays, and saturdays at home. This isn't even a life. It's nothing. I have no reason to stay at home every weekend. No parents. No kids. Nothing. And yet, every weekend it's the same thing. Fridays come and I you know where you can find me. HERE. Right fucking here. Agh! I'm so frustrated. I spend my fridays watching infomercials for acne medication and the dog show on the animal planet...oh, yeah and cleaning. Who does that!???!!! This has to stop. I can't do this anymore. I want to throw a show at my sister. I want to throw myself off my balcony. I want to go to sleep. I mean, it's not like I'll miss out on anything exciting. I am a loser. I'm a pathetic excuse for a college kid. I'm a pathetic 19 year old loser. This sucks.
...the afterparty is at my body, meet me you're invited.
...the afterparty is at my body, meet me you're invited.