Pooper Dooper..
My titles are really gettin lame...
Today I had my 3rd interview at Starbucks.. If I don't get the job I'm going to be pretty fuckin pissed.. Wasting that much of my fuckin time and not gettin anything out of it.
Anyway I've been doin pretty good.. My days are finally not mindless, boring, useless shitty crap days anymore.. Weekends actually have meaning to me again. It feels pretty good.. I finally have some structure in my life.. I really hope I get this job.. If I do I'm goin to join a kickboxing gym.. I have structure and now all I need is some discipline. I've cut back on the ganja and now it's only weekends.. My sister tried to go along with me on the idea but she just couldn't do it. It's been pretty hard but it's all psychological and I'm not goin to give in to temptation.. Mind over matter biatch!!!
I met this girl named Helen.. I'm goin to ask her out.. If I get rejected I won't feel too bad cuz I do feel she is a lil out of my league.. So I have nothing to lose.. I'm kinda scared though if I do ask her out and get rejected than I will have blown my chance with her friend cuz I think her friend likes me.. I will have to ponder this over a bowl sometime this weekend.
Man I've been so exhausted the past couple days though.. My body just isn't use to being on a set schedule.. Well I have to go and do my homework.. Yay!
Peace out Bitches!!!
"You have to recognize when the right place and the right time fuse and take advantage of that opportunity. There are plenty of opportunities out there. You can't sit back and wait." ~Ellen Metcalf
P.S. I finally know what I'm gettin as my first two tattoos when I get the money.. One is goin to be a pin-up chick.. I have rough idea but the first one is goin to be my step dad's tribute and it's goin to be a quarter sleeve.. I'm goin to go with traditional style.
Oh yea and I also forgot that there have been two recent and tragic deaths.. I would just like to send my best wishes to those most affected by them.. And I would also like to say that there will never be a man that can make non-fiction so god damn funny.
R.I.P.
Hunter S. Thompson
1939-2005
&
Spike
Today I had my 3rd interview at Starbucks.. If I don't get the job I'm going to be pretty fuckin pissed.. Wasting that much of my fuckin time and not gettin anything out of it.
Anyway I've been doin pretty good.. My days are finally not mindless, boring, useless shitty crap days anymore.. Weekends actually have meaning to me again. It feels pretty good.. I finally have some structure in my life.. I really hope I get this job.. If I do I'm goin to join a kickboxing gym.. I have structure and now all I need is some discipline. I've cut back on the ganja and now it's only weekends.. My sister tried to go along with me on the idea but she just couldn't do it. It's been pretty hard but it's all psychological and I'm not goin to give in to temptation.. Mind over matter biatch!!!
I met this girl named Helen.. I'm goin to ask her out.. If I get rejected I won't feel too bad cuz I do feel she is a lil out of my league.. So I have nothing to lose.. I'm kinda scared though if I do ask her out and get rejected than I will have blown my chance with her friend cuz I think her friend likes me.. I will have to ponder this over a bowl sometime this weekend.
Man I've been so exhausted the past couple days though.. My body just isn't use to being on a set schedule.. Well I have to go and do my homework.. Yay!
Peace out Bitches!!!
"You have to recognize when the right place and the right time fuse and take advantage of that opportunity. There are plenty of opportunities out there. You can't sit back and wait." ~Ellen Metcalf
P.S. I finally know what I'm gettin as my first two tattoos when I get the money.. One is goin to be a pin-up chick.. I have rough idea but the first one is goin to be my step dad's tribute and it's goin to be a quarter sleeve.. I'm goin to go with traditional style.
Oh yea and I also forgot that there have been two recent and tragic deaths.. I would just like to send my best wishes to those most affected by them.. And I would also like to say that there will never be a man that can make non-fiction so god damn funny.
R.I.P.
Hunter S. Thompson
1939-2005
&
Spike