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So, I've acheived everything I set out to accomplish, about two weeks ago:
I'm settled in the new place:
-Tube keeps me company and seems really happy
-Greg and Laura are great. Fun to chill with and talk about pretty much everything.
-I got a bunch of free stuff compliments of... everyone (toaster oven, TV, microwave, coffee maker, George Foreman grill, surround sound, DVD player, temporary Garfield tattoos)
-The summer, here, is going to be amazing (roman candle wars, bonfires, golf, etc.)
My job at Guy's is fantastic, so far:
-I worked from 5 til 11 on Sunday and, all together, made $80
-On good nights, I figured it out to about $12.50 per hour. Sometimes more.
-I get payed to drive around, listen to music, make phone calls, and run in to other drivers like Marcus Milton on a delivery to Centennial C. I can totally fuck around on the clock and it's sweeet.
I'm working on getting my car fixed:
-The tire problem has been taken care of
-I'm supposed to get an estimate on my brakes today
-I should probably clean it and get it smelling nice sometime soon, as well
I have a cell phone, at last:
-Unlike most people, I try to use the "Ignore" option as little as possible, so if you need something, you can probably get ahold of me
-I'm not posting my number online cuz some people scare me
I've been concentrating on school and my future a lot:
-It needs to be done so, on those nights when I'm alone, in my house, darning my socks in the kitchen like Eleanor Rigby (thanks, Nick), I've been studying and organizing my thoughts. It's nice to have time to collect myself, I guess.
I actually get along with my parents, now:
-When I talk to my dad, there's no longer that "I'll fucking choke you" tone in our conversations
-Brittany is now calling me to talk and make plans
-No more throwing dishes, no more slamming doors, no more furniture tippage and daily screaming matches. And, most importantly... (sigh of relief) the early morning thunder has been discontinued by my departure. In other words, I don't have to hear my mother stomping around like Kong at 7:30, every goddamn morning.
Everything's great. Or at least it would appear.
Because, for some fucking reason, I can't help but feel discontent and just pathetic.
I don't understand... I've done everything that I promised would make my life easier but I feel like there's nothing to show. I don't mean to complain but honestly... Where's the beef?
Someone help me find what it is I'm looking for...
DB
I'm settled in the new place:
-Tube keeps me company and seems really happy
-Greg and Laura are great. Fun to chill with and talk about pretty much everything.
-I got a bunch of free stuff compliments of... everyone (toaster oven, TV, microwave, coffee maker, George Foreman grill, surround sound, DVD player, temporary Garfield tattoos)
-The summer, here, is going to be amazing (roman candle wars, bonfires, golf, etc.)
My job at Guy's is fantastic, so far:
-I worked from 5 til 11 on Sunday and, all together, made $80
-On good nights, I figured it out to about $12.50 per hour. Sometimes more.
-I get payed to drive around, listen to music, make phone calls, and run in to other drivers like Marcus Milton on a delivery to Centennial C. I can totally fuck around on the clock and it's sweeet.
I'm working on getting my car fixed:
-The tire problem has been taken care of
-I'm supposed to get an estimate on my brakes today
-I should probably clean it and get it smelling nice sometime soon, as well
I have a cell phone, at last:
-Unlike most people, I try to use the "Ignore" option as little as possible, so if you need something, you can probably get ahold of me
-I'm not posting my number online cuz some people scare me
I've been concentrating on school and my future a lot:
-It needs to be done so, on those nights when I'm alone, in my house, darning my socks in the kitchen like Eleanor Rigby (thanks, Nick), I've been studying and organizing my thoughts. It's nice to have time to collect myself, I guess.
I actually get along with my parents, now:
-When I talk to my dad, there's no longer that "I'll fucking choke you" tone in our conversations
-Brittany is now calling me to talk and make plans
-No more throwing dishes, no more slamming doors, no more furniture tippage and daily screaming matches. And, most importantly... (sigh of relief) the early morning thunder has been discontinued by my departure. In other words, I don't have to hear my mother stomping around like Kong at 7:30, every goddamn morning.
Everything's great. Or at least it would appear.
Because, for some fucking reason, I can't help but feel discontent and just pathetic.
I don't understand... I've done everything that I promised would make my life easier but I feel like there's nothing to show. I don't mean to complain but honestly... Where's the beef?
Someone help me find what it is I'm looking for...
DB