Back for the very first time...

Feb 01, 2006 21:18

I havent updated this thing in a lonnnnnnng fucking time. I could really care less too, but I'm just really bored right now.

Girls down here = wayyyy different. The small town minds are long gone and down the tubes. It took some getting used to, but I'm about 30% acclimatized now.

The people are different in general. I've noticed that its like everyone has something to prove down here. What they've got. What they can do. Its not just like a bunch of guys who just hang out to hang out. I've found that alot of guys, are like girls. Drama centered. No one in particular, like AT ALL, but just a generalization.

I'm not an angel. I fell victim to the thing i feared the most. Being put in the middle of friends and a girl. Never had that happen before. Especially when the friend is a girl. Different story, same ending. I lost the girl and the friend...or so it seems. Definitely lost the girl I mean, but honestly..I dont care. Im wayyyy better off without her. I just make really poor choices sometimes; or I make really good choices, just for all the wrong reasons. I fall victim to captain naive every now and again. But hey, I'm back. I'm rolling with it.

Anyways work is good. I work with all my friends, and I'm my usual upbeat sarcastic self. The oppurtunity to make sick money is there, and its happening.

I've also come to realize that myspace.com is an INCREDIBLY powerful life ruiner. If you have a jealous girl on your hands or a jealous guy, myspace is not for you. I keep it so I can keep in good contact with all of my friends from Virginia. I miss them alot. AJ is coming down on monday to go to work with me for the week, cause he is going to move here. That will be good...for both of us.

I wish I had a bigger house; not so much for me, but for the people I care about. I dont like having my close friends sleeping on my couch. I wish I had a bed for them and their own room when I have guests. Such is life though, and it is what it is.

Anyways, thats all for now, or at least all I feel like writing about. Cya in another 6 months.
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