In response, in times of need
I'm a genuinely happy person all around. Nothing hits me the same way it hits other people, it's just a fact about my personality which I usually don't say a damn thing about but now it feels somewhat fitting. I can let shit roll off my mind and forget. But lately that's not the case. I drank a lot last week, but that was just part of the problem. And I don't want it to sound any more whiny than that, so for those of you who don't give a fuck, worry not. I'm not gonna go into it. Not here, not now.
I mightve made some typos. Fuck english. Haha. Currently, my parents are in Duck Key, FL. They won't be back until Wednesday and that would be awesome if it happened to be my spring break. Unfortunately, mine was in late winter. Fuckers. Have I updated since then? I went to asheville, just in case. Had fun. End of story. But what's been going on lately, adam? Well, loyal readers, I've been looking for places other than my parents' house to live. No luck so far, but every day I chip a little more away at it. I've also been filling out transfer applications because I'll be goddamned if I'm giving up on the opportunity to leave. No plans yet, I just want the goddamn option. I want the ability to choose whether I pack my things and head to some other state or just kick it around here. I have fun around here, but sometimes it gets ridiculously dead, and that's only because I've met nobody new since the cops raided my dorm room in early january. My parents want me to live at home until I have the ability to move back into the dorms. Fucking forget it. I want to enjoy a beer from time to time. Yeah, that's right. A beer. A goddamned beer. Maybe two of them, or three if I'm feeling special, or six if I want to piss a lot and forget I even had a reason to drink. I want that option too, because let's face it, I like a beer from time to time. End of story.
I guess my frustration comes from a number of places, but it boils down to the fact that I feel like I'm always right there for my friends when they need me, but the second things pile up against me, I'm on my own. Every time. It's not the people I hang around, I don't think. They're awesome. I mean, uh, you guys are awesome. But when I skip a class, and I plan out a weekend, and I forgo staying at home, I step on my own free time, I step on my schoolwork, I step on my family in favor of my friends. Every time, it's just how I am. So when they're not there, what the fuck do I have? That includes you, Zoey. That includes anybody who might read this post, and hey, whether they like it or not. I'm not here to entertain. Neither are you. Cut the act.
I'm gonna finish a few math problems and then it's time to sleep. Sweet sweet.
I mightve made some typos. Fuck english. Haha. Currently, my parents are in Duck Key, FL. They won't be back until Wednesday and that would be awesome if it happened to be my spring break. Unfortunately, mine was in late winter. Fuckers. Have I updated since then? I went to asheville, just in case. Had fun. End of story. But what's been going on lately, adam? Well, loyal readers, I've been looking for places other than my parents' house to live. No luck so far, but every day I chip a little more away at it. I've also been filling out transfer applications because I'll be goddamned if I'm giving up on the opportunity to leave. No plans yet, I just want the goddamn option. I want the ability to choose whether I pack my things and head to some other state or just kick it around here. I have fun around here, but sometimes it gets ridiculously dead, and that's only because I've met nobody new since the cops raided my dorm room in early january. My parents want me to live at home until I have the ability to move back into the dorms. Fucking forget it. I want to enjoy a beer from time to time. Yeah, that's right. A beer. A goddamned beer. Maybe two of them, or three if I'm feeling special, or six if I want to piss a lot and forget I even had a reason to drink. I want that option too, because let's face it, I like a beer from time to time. End of story.
I guess my frustration comes from a number of places, but it boils down to the fact that I feel like I'm always right there for my friends when they need me, but the second things pile up against me, I'm on my own. Every time. It's not the people I hang around, I don't think. They're awesome. I mean, uh, you guys are awesome. But when I skip a class, and I plan out a weekend, and I forgo staying at home, I step on my own free time, I step on my schoolwork, I step on my family in favor of my friends. Every time, it's just how I am. So when they're not there, what the fuck do I have? That includes you, Zoey. That includes anybody who might read this post, and hey, whether they like it or not. I'm not here to entertain. Neither are you. Cut the act.
I'm gonna finish a few math problems and then it's time to sleep. Sweet sweet.