Whenever I see you lately I think gypsies, tramps, and theives.
Weird Friday night.
Went to Lawrence, drank a bottle of Boonesfarm. Then to the Haunted Kitchen to see Periwinkle play. "You're the next Periwinkle band whore." Got pretty drunk, but kept thinking I wasn't drunk yet. "Why are you standing by yourself?" "Uh, I dunno, my boyfriend's in the band, I don't know where my friends are." Total deja vu. Got a couple "is it weird you're dating someone who is in the same band as an ex-boyfriend? Seems awkward." Replied, "I don't really care." Saw/talked to some bitches who I miss seeing around Topeka. Somehow Drew convinced me to drive back to Topeka in the middle of the night, and I remember thinking that I couldn't see the highway because everything was too blurry and fucked-up. We ended up at some odd girl's apartment. I felt like shit so we ended up leaving there at 8 in the morning, although Brandon and I got about a half an hour's worth of sleep on her couch.
Haven't felt much like partying/socializing lately. That tends to happen when I'm in relationships, I think. I don't know how I feel about that. I don't think I care. I don't think I care about anything anymore. Especially when it comes to school. I'm failing algebra horribly. I hardly go. But it doesn't bother me. At this point, I don't even want to go to college. Getting a full-time job and doing whatever I feel like doing sounds like a good idea after high school, honestly. As cliche as it is, you only live once. I don't want to spend my life working, doing some mundane job I don't enjoy, and saving up for retirement. Retirement. Retirement isn't even the prime of your life. Why do people spend their lives saving up for it? Why do you have to wait until then to do what you want? Travel the world, move to Flordia. It's a waste of your life. I don't get it. You might not even live that long. I don't care about having money and a sucessful career. I just want to have fun and be happy.
Went to Lawrence, drank a bottle of Boonesfarm. Then to the Haunted Kitchen to see Periwinkle play. "You're the next Periwinkle band whore." Got pretty drunk, but kept thinking I wasn't drunk yet. "Why are you standing by yourself?" "Uh, I dunno, my boyfriend's in the band, I don't know where my friends are." Total deja vu. Got a couple "is it weird you're dating someone who is in the same band as an ex-boyfriend? Seems awkward." Replied, "I don't really care." Saw/talked to some bitches who I miss seeing around Topeka. Somehow Drew convinced me to drive back to Topeka in the middle of the night, and I remember thinking that I couldn't see the highway because everything was too blurry and fucked-up. We ended up at some odd girl's apartment. I felt like shit so we ended up leaving there at 8 in the morning, although Brandon and I got about a half an hour's worth of sleep on her couch.
Haven't felt much like partying/socializing lately. That tends to happen when I'm in relationships, I think. I don't know how I feel about that. I don't think I care. I don't think I care about anything anymore. Especially when it comes to school. I'm failing algebra horribly. I hardly go. But it doesn't bother me. At this point, I don't even want to go to college. Getting a full-time job and doing whatever I feel like doing sounds like a good idea after high school, honestly. As cliche as it is, you only live once. I don't want to spend my life working, doing some mundane job I don't enjoy, and saving up for retirement. Retirement. Retirement isn't even the prime of your life. Why do people spend their lives saving up for it? Why do you have to wait until then to do what you want? Travel the world, move to Flordia. It's a waste of your life. I don't get it. You might not even live that long. I don't care about having money and a sucessful career. I just want to have fun and be happy.