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i hate you livejournal. i hate you more than myspace.
but due to my lack of tangible friends, im stuck with you.
so lets talk about my life. and im not going into detail. im just going to give you a bitch session of pointers. which for all the bad, theres good, but who wants to hear about the good stuff?
-living here has made me hate acoustic guitars.
-i sleep on the top bunk of a bunk bed we bought from a creepy asain.
-i have pretty much no privacy.
-i work at Guitar Center where i will make no money or a shitload because its commission based.
-the only actual good friends i have met that i didnt know before i moved here are two girls, becky and nina because they just moved here too.
-i combat all negative emotion with alcohol...aka i drink everynight.
-i love beer. i really, really, really love it. budlight can suck me off, im all about the stella artois
-i have no money because everything up here is expensive.
-i hate all of my clothes and how i dress. i've been saying that for a while, but i really, really do.
-the girls that live above us are awesome, but they sound like they are wearing high heels and moving furniture all day.
-my brain is fried due to video games.
-living in this apartment has made me hate singing.
-ive lost 8 pounds.
-i started working out a whole lot before i left, now i find it easier to just puke it back up for basically the same results.
-only about 3 of my good friends from home actually tell me they miss me, so i've lost that "i just want to come home for my friends" feeling.
-everytime we have people over, it turns into some "lets whip out the acoustics and have a sing a long"
-we always have food, but not anything good.
-i sleep 3 or 4 hours, wake up, and lay in bed for like 2 or 3 due to lack of motivation.
-i got my hair fucked up by some hatian lady.
-and a person that will remain nameless has made me want to come back now and never come back all at the same time. and i suspect the worst all the time.
but, the best thing thats happened to me is ive discovered rockys pizza, which is right across the street, and the little indian dude sells us beer. so i have the option of pizza and a beer every meal.
kudos.
but due to my lack of tangible friends, im stuck with you.
so lets talk about my life. and im not going into detail. im just going to give you a bitch session of pointers. which for all the bad, theres good, but who wants to hear about the good stuff?
-living here has made me hate acoustic guitars.
-i sleep on the top bunk of a bunk bed we bought from a creepy asain.
-i have pretty much no privacy.
-i work at Guitar Center where i will make no money or a shitload because its commission based.
-the only actual good friends i have met that i didnt know before i moved here are two girls, becky and nina because they just moved here too.
-i combat all negative emotion with alcohol...aka i drink everynight.
-i love beer. i really, really, really love it. budlight can suck me off, im all about the stella artois
-i have no money because everything up here is expensive.
-i hate all of my clothes and how i dress. i've been saying that for a while, but i really, really do.
-the girls that live above us are awesome, but they sound like they are wearing high heels and moving furniture all day.
-my brain is fried due to video games.
-living in this apartment has made me hate singing.
-ive lost 8 pounds.
-i started working out a whole lot before i left, now i find it easier to just puke it back up for basically the same results.
-only about 3 of my good friends from home actually tell me they miss me, so i've lost that "i just want to come home for my friends" feeling.
-everytime we have people over, it turns into some "lets whip out the acoustics and have a sing a long"
-we always have food, but not anything good.
-i sleep 3 or 4 hours, wake up, and lay in bed for like 2 or 3 due to lack of motivation.
-i got my hair fucked up by some hatian lady.
-and a person that will remain nameless has made me want to come back now and never come back all at the same time. and i suspect the worst all the time.
but, the best thing thats happened to me is ive discovered rockys pizza, which is right across the street, and the little indian dude sells us beer. so i have the option of pizza and a beer every meal.
kudos.