(no subject)
i'm tired. i don't really know why... i didn't do much all day. watched like, 5 movies from my couch! i sat on the swing [ in the sun ] in the backyard for awhile. i took a shower around 7p.
i get my new truck tomorrow. well, it's not a 2004, but it's new to me: a '98 ford ranger, manual speed, only 56,600 miles, bright red, single cab, 4-banger, good pick up, and it's got a camper shell.
i have my 4th interview at St. John on Monday. this one is to discuss another position in alterations. it pays $11.50 per hour. ! good fucking times!
being back home makes me have mixed emotions. i had a great conversation w/ Justin [ fairalifrost ] last night. whenever we're alone, we always have weird, long conversations. i love it! it's alwasy so refreshing. but, disregarding that, being at my mom's house today made me want to get back to my new life in Costa Mesa [ the OC ]. not that i don't like it here, b/c i truly do, sometimes, but, i guess i'm just done with this part of my life; my murrieta life is over. you know? everyone's life is a book full of chapters, not just one. that chapter of my life, my "college years," has come to an end, and now it's time to progress into the next chapter. not that i'm leaving everything behind, i will always have access to the pages previous, i just don't wish to dwell on any previous typings that someone may eventually read [ or i may discuss to them, for those of you who don't quite understand metaphors ].
and on that small, particle of a paragraph from the beginning of this chapter called "21 and growing," i will say my good nights.
cheers to my new truck, leaving my old car behind with the city i grew up in.
until next time, kile fuckin' frost
i get my new truck tomorrow. well, it's not a 2004, but it's new to me: a '98 ford ranger, manual speed, only 56,600 miles, bright red, single cab, 4-banger, good pick up, and it's got a camper shell.
i have my 4th interview at St. John on Monday. this one is to discuss another position in alterations. it pays $11.50 per hour. ! good fucking times!
being back home makes me have mixed emotions. i had a great conversation w/ Justin [ fairalifrost ] last night. whenever we're alone, we always have weird, long conversations. i love it! it's alwasy so refreshing. but, disregarding that, being at my mom's house today made me want to get back to my new life in Costa Mesa [ the OC ]. not that i don't like it here, b/c i truly do, sometimes, but, i guess i'm just done with this part of my life; my murrieta life is over. you know? everyone's life is a book full of chapters, not just one. that chapter of my life, my "college years," has come to an end, and now it's time to progress into the next chapter. not that i'm leaving everything behind, i will always have access to the pages previous, i just don't wish to dwell on any previous typings that someone may eventually read [ or i may discuss to them, for those of you who don't quite understand metaphors ].
and on that small, particle of a paragraph from the beginning of this chapter called "21 and growing," i will say my good nights.
cheers to my new truck, leaving my old car behind with the city i grew up in.
until next time, kile fuckin' frost