The More Things Change...
Ever since I have started this blog gimmick, I have written really, really, and I mean REALLY long descriptions of my weekends and that has been pretty much it. Sorry to disappoint, but this isn’t the end of those, this is just a little break. I’ll probably, most definitely, still do one about last weekend, but right now I just feel like writing, so that’s what I’m going to do.
I have less than three weeks of school left and that means less than three weeks left of living in this household. I had it all planned out, I really did. I was even planning to get some boxes from my work so I could start packing, but this past Saturday, all of that changed. The place I was planning to move into is no longer an option and this wasn’t just an idea to move in there, this was a concrete plan. Telling you that I was a little pissed when I found this news out is a hooge understatement.
Over the past couple of days, I have been running the other options through my head. Actually I haven’t been able to get my mind off of this shit. Plenty of hours of sleep have been lost already. Not by any means has a resolution been reached. I’m still just sitting here, at this house I’m supposed to be moved out of in less than a month, with my thumb in my anus. Wow, life is really sweet right now, huh?
However, right now I am pissed because of another reason. I have pretty much gotten over the anger of being planless, now it’s just about finding answers, but this is probably the real reason why I’m writing this blog. Here’s the scoop, I’ve known this chick for like 3 years now or something. I haven’t seen her in like a year and a half. We have kept in touch through the myspace gimmick over the past year or so.
I pretty much have coped with the fact that I’ll probably never see her again, or at least until I’m the one with the car and the will to drive to see her. Whatever though, I’ve dealt with that, BUT I figured that in the mean time it wouldn’t be too much to message and possibly get messages back. It went good for a while I guess, until recently. I get a message out of the blue, which I read through many times trying to make sense of it all. I wasn’t really sure what the meaning of it was and I’m still not.
That’s beside the point though. I sent back a message, a long one, spilling my heart and trying to explain everything that needed to be explained. For a week or so I waited for a response. Something, anything would have done. An ‘okay,’ or even a ‘fuck you,’ it wouldn’t have mattered. However, another week goes by and still nothing. No effort or anything, needless to say I am a little pissed. This lady really means a lot to me too, but I guess that’s just how the cookie has imploded.
Anyways, in other news, I have been getting into a lot more music with the hardcore edge lately. Lately, my target has been Trivium. I really dig their sound, I don’t like them as much as I like KSE, but they are definitely up there. I’m excited to see them when they come with The Sounds of The Underground tour. Also, I have been HATING 93x lately. I am sooooo sick of hearing the same fucking songs over and over again. I have officially switched my favorite radio station to JAK FM. It’s pretty sweet. Anyway, I’m gonna try to go to sleep now. Thanks for reading.
Who?
Trent Jones
I have less than three weeks of school left and that means less than three weeks left of living in this household. I had it all planned out, I really did. I was even planning to get some boxes from my work so I could start packing, but this past Saturday, all of that changed. The place I was planning to move into is no longer an option and this wasn’t just an idea to move in there, this was a concrete plan. Telling you that I was a little pissed when I found this news out is a hooge understatement.
Over the past couple of days, I have been running the other options through my head. Actually I haven’t been able to get my mind off of this shit. Plenty of hours of sleep have been lost already. Not by any means has a resolution been reached. I’m still just sitting here, at this house I’m supposed to be moved out of in less than a month, with my thumb in my anus. Wow, life is really sweet right now, huh?
However, right now I am pissed because of another reason. I have pretty much gotten over the anger of being planless, now it’s just about finding answers, but this is probably the real reason why I’m writing this blog. Here’s the scoop, I’ve known this chick for like 3 years now or something. I haven’t seen her in like a year and a half. We have kept in touch through the myspace gimmick over the past year or so.
I pretty much have coped with the fact that I’ll probably never see her again, or at least until I’m the one with the car and the will to drive to see her. Whatever though, I’ve dealt with that, BUT I figured that in the mean time it wouldn’t be too much to message and possibly get messages back. It went good for a while I guess, until recently. I get a message out of the blue, which I read through many times trying to make sense of it all. I wasn’t really sure what the meaning of it was and I’m still not.
That’s beside the point though. I sent back a message, a long one, spilling my heart and trying to explain everything that needed to be explained. For a week or so I waited for a response. Something, anything would have done. An ‘okay,’ or even a ‘fuck you,’ it wouldn’t have mattered. However, another week goes by and still nothing. No effort or anything, needless to say I am a little pissed. This lady really means a lot to me too, but I guess that’s just how the cookie has imploded.
Anyways, in other news, I have been getting into a lot more music with the hardcore edge lately. Lately, my target has been Trivium. I really dig their sound, I don’t like them as much as I like KSE, but they are definitely up there. I’m excited to see them when they come with The Sounds of The Underground tour. Also, I have been HATING 93x lately. I am sooooo sick of hearing the same fucking songs over and over again. I have officially switched my favorite radio station to JAK FM. It’s pretty sweet. Anyway, I’m gonna try to go to sleep now. Thanks for reading.
Who?
Trent Jones