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I felt that in the time it takes to do my laundry and clean the house, I could make a meaningful post.
And then I thought, "Fuck it," because I don't want to be sitting here and then have my mind somewhere else...even though my multitasking skills are elite.
So, I guess I'll kill some time with a few random/not-so-random thoughts.
Since when was being a friend an obligation? Sometimes I feel so confined that if I left you alone, you would have one of your bouts of depression. Really, all this for someone who never trusted me in the first place? You want so much for people to understand you, but you never allow them to.
You expect so much from people and when they don't live up to your expectations you automatically have this new permanent unwavering view of them.
You drop obvious hints that something is wrong, yet you never want to explain everything. To be honest, I don't even know how to deal with sad people. I just pat them on the back and despite how much I really mean it, it never ends up looking sincere. I'm not omniscient, but I'm not completely stupid, either. From my point of view it all seems so self - inflicted. Stop ruining yourself.
I really want to visit Egypt.
I don't care what anyone says, I think I could make it on the East coast. I'm doing my laundry while fixing the house. and then I ordered pizza. But exclude the pizza part because at that rate, I could turn into a 2 ton fatty. After dorming the first year, I'll probably be living in some shit apartment overlooking the brooklyn alleyways and 10 cent hookers sucking off some married men on their way home. I'll most likely only be making enough money to barely pay rent and keep milk in the fridge. I don't even like milk. I probably won't even have a fridge, but shit. Life would be perfect.
Who the hell needs cable TV? If I lost the internet, I would be completely out of touch with society. and child pornography. OMGSUCKMELKDJFKLSD.
Sometimes I think I am too nice. And other times, people don't understand why I'm so obscene.
After high school, I'd be more than content to live at least 300 miles away from home.
If it were possible, I'd be more than content to live at least 300 miles away from myself.
May/June = SATs.
Stop being so generous. You make me feel guilty for not giving back as much :[.
I need a J-O-B. Anyone know a place that will hire me? I need to start my NYC trip fund. Donations accepted :].
I think I will grow old and never marry. I'll follow the path of Amy Sedaris and acquire an imaginary boyfriend who beats me yet who I am totally infatuated with. We will never expect too much from each other and commitment wouldn't be an issue. I'll make dinner for two and when he's out late "working" I'll just stuff it down my throat, smile, and think of how lucky I am and how much he really loves me.
Then again, I want a zillion babies.
With Jake Gyllenhaal.
Btw, I watched Oprah the other day with Jake and totally fell in love with him all over again. But then there was that underlying thought that maybe he and Heath have already developed a secret relationship on the set of Brokeback Mountain. Please don't tell me Jake's the taker and Heath's the giver or that Heath's the butch and Jake's the bitch. I refuse to watch that movie for fear that I will never look at Jake the same way. And if we one day got together, buttsecks would not be an option.
[edit] I just got back from Brokeback Mountain like 2 and a half hours ago and Jake still looks immaculate as he is gracefully getting his butt plugged. So basically...I'd still hit it.[/edit]
The current outlook is promising. I think I'm becoming myself again.
And then I thought, "Fuck it," because I don't want to be sitting here and then have my mind somewhere else...even though my multitasking skills are elite.
So, I guess I'll kill some time with a few random/not-so-random thoughts.
Since when was being a friend an obligation? Sometimes I feel so confined that if I left you alone, you would have one of your bouts of depression. Really, all this for someone who never trusted me in the first place? You want so much for people to understand you, but you never allow them to.
You expect so much from people and when they don't live up to your expectations you automatically have this new permanent unwavering view of them.
You drop obvious hints that something is wrong, yet you never want to explain everything. To be honest, I don't even know how to deal with sad people. I just pat them on the back and despite how much I really mean it, it never ends up looking sincere. I'm not omniscient, but I'm not completely stupid, either. From my point of view it all seems so self - inflicted. Stop ruining yourself.
I really want to visit Egypt.
I don't care what anyone says, I think I could make it on the East coast. I'm doing my laundry while fixing the house. and then I ordered pizza. But exclude the pizza part because at that rate, I could turn into a 2 ton fatty. After dorming the first year, I'll probably be living in some shit apartment overlooking the brooklyn alleyways and 10 cent hookers sucking off some married men on their way home. I'll most likely only be making enough money to barely pay rent and keep milk in the fridge. I don't even like milk. I probably won't even have a fridge, but shit. Life would be perfect.
Who the hell needs cable TV? If I lost the internet, I would be completely out of touch with society. and child pornography. OMGSUCKMELKDJFKLSD.
Sometimes I think I am too nice. And other times, people don't understand why I'm so obscene.
After high school, I'd be more than content to live at least 300 miles away from home.
If it were possible, I'd be more than content to live at least 300 miles away from myself.
May/June = SATs.
Stop being so generous. You make me feel guilty for not giving back as much :[.
I need a J-O-B. Anyone know a place that will hire me? I need to start my NYC trip fund. Donations accepted :].
I think I will grow old and never marry. I'll follow the path of Amy Sedaris and acquire an imaginary boyfriend who beats me yet who I am totally infatuated with. We will never expect too much from each other and commitment wouldn't be an issue. I'll make dinner for two and when he's out late "working" I'll just stuff it down my throat, smile, and think of how lucky I am and how much he really loves me.
Then again, I want a zillion babies.
With Jake Gyllenhaal.
Btw, I watched Oprah the other day with Jake and totally fell in love with him all over again. But then there was that underlying thought that maybe he and Heath have already developed a secret relationship on the set of Brokeback Mountain. Please don't tell me Jake's the taker and Heath's the giver or that Heath's the butch and Jake's the bitch. I refuse to watch that movie for fear that I will never look at Jake the same way. And if we one day got together, buttsecks would not be an option.
[edit] I just got back from Brokeback Mountain like 2 and a half hours ago and Jake still looks immaculate as he is gracefully getting his butt plugged. So basically...I'd still hit it.[/edit]
The current outlook is promising. I think I'm becoming myself again.