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So for the first time in the last decade I'm going to post a non-emo entry. How tasteful am I?
My therapist brought up a good point tonight. I'm always the type who identifies as "fucked up" or "drug addicted" or "depressed". Why do I have such a negative view of myself? He said that for once I should try to shed some light on my soul. I love my therapist so much. He practically saved me I have no idea what I'd do without him. I'm thinking of creating one of those bracelets. The ones that say "what would god do?" but instead it would say "what would Jason do?" Sometimes I refrain from doing stupid things because I remember he would think it "ineffective". He always yells at me for that though because he says its better to do it for myself.
Oh so wierd. Today when I was taking the bus to Harvard Square I had a pleasant surprise. You know how bus drivers are usually fat and ugly? The guy driving the bus was FUCKING HOT. It was unbelievable. I wanted to stop and stare at him and say "why the fuck are you driving a bus when you could be modeling for D&G?" He had adorable aviators on and dark, short hair with the perfect amount of sideburns. He seriously looked like a high class fashion model. He had the right face shape and the perfect body. Maybe hes mentally retarded or something because its seriously damaging to his youth to be sitting on his ass driving a bus. Stretch marks WILL come.
I always wonder of my future career. I do not want to be a janitor or bus driver oh please. I'm always worried that if I fail out of school that is what I will become. Those jobs are so degrading. I would never get any ass if I met a guy and was like "Hi I'm Matt and I'm a bus driver for the Massachusetts Transportation Authority". The person would probably just walk right out the door. God it comes down to dictating my life over whether or not I will get some cock. Damn you hormones I shall conquer your invalid ass one day.
My therapist brought up a good point tonight. I'm always the type who identifies as "fucked up" or "drug addicted" or "depressed". Why do I have such a negative view of myself? He said that for once I should try to shed some light on my soul. I love my therapist so much. He practically saved me I have no idea what I'd do without him. I'm thinking of creating one of those bracelets. The ones that say "what would god do?" but instead it would say "what would Jason do?" Sometimes I refrain from doing stupid things because I remember he would think it "ineffective". He always yells at me for that though because he says its better to do it for myself.
Oh so wierd. Today when I was taking the bus to Harvard Square I had a pleasant surprise. You know how bus drivers are usually fat and ugly? The guy driving the bus was FUCKING HOT. It was unbelievable. I wanted to stop and stare at him and say "why the fuck are you driving a bus when you could be modeling for D&G?" He had adorable aviators on and dark, short hair with the perfect amount of sideburns. He seriously looked like a high class fashion model. He had the right face shape and the perfect body. Maybe hes mentally retarded or something because its seriously damaging to his youth to be sitting on his ass driving a bus. Stretch marks WILL come.
I always wonder of my future career. I do not want to be a janitor or bus driver oh please. I'm always worried that if I fail out of school that is what I will become. Those jobs are so degrading. I would never get any ass if I met a guy and was like "Hi I'm Matt and I'm a bus driver for the Massachusetts Transportation Authority". The person would probably just walk right out the door. God it comes down to dictating my life over whether or not I will get some cock. Damn you hormones I shall conquer your invalid ass one day.