life.
my life is going pretty okay. it's chill to say the least. i don't do much with my time, and i don't have much time to do things. it's rather odd. school is going well, i suppose. i don't really care for it too much, but i get along with it. classes are going relatively well, i'm just cruising still. i don't think my reality check will ever come. i still really wish i had a girlfriend, but what's new right? sigh. i am such a pansy. anyways. i am finally home after a long time, this is only my second time home since i've been in college. it's weird, i really don't miss home at all. in fact, i just miss not being at school when i'm home. i have no one here to talk to till obscene hours of the night. i don't know, i really miss people, and it's only been one day. hopefully i'll go chill with people on saturday from home, which would be nice. christmas break is going to be boring as fuck probably, at the rate thanksgiving is going. i will probably have to make a trip to socal. :x oh well, the benefit of being at home is being able to pirate without fear of your school selling you out. i've downloaded like 8 gigs of shit already, and i'm torrenting some others. fuck all man, i had to move my movies off the 120 gb hd and put it onto the 500 gb one, because the 120 was filling up too quickly. i don't really have a use for the 120 anymore, and i probably will have to invest in another 500 gb soon. :/
in other news: dude, i love my mom. so, we're at thanksgiving lunch/dinner at her boyfriends. i was asking her if i could have some champagne and she's like okay, whatever, so i drink some of hers, and it tastes like shit. it's hella bitter. she's like, it's okay. you can just drink some cranberry vodka when you go home. i was like, oh hell no, you're just playing games with me now, cause my mom refuses to buy vodka, knowing i'd drink it. she's like no, i'm not playing with you. i honestly bought you some vodka and rum. i was like mom, don't play with me. you know i want vodka..and rum. so, i was highly doubtful till i got home, and fuck all dude. she honestly bought me a fucking handle of vodka and rum. smirnoff and bacardi. hell, i don't really like bacardi, i'd prefer some captain. but christ, my mom rules. i don't know if she'll let me bring it back to college, but i don't care. that is just awesome. i have a fucking handle of vodka to myself.
<3elmo
and it's four am and we will stalk again,
the princess and her bitter queen.
in other news: dude, i love my mom. so, we're at thanksgiving lunch/dinner at her boyfriends. i was asking her if i could have some champagne and she's like okay, whatever, so i drink some of hers, and it tastes like shit. it's hella bitter. she's like, it's okay. you can just drink some cranberry vodka when you go home. i was like, oh hell no, you're just playing games with me now, cause my mom refuses to buy vodka, knowing i'd drink it. she's like no, i'm not playing with you. i honestly bought you some vodka and rum. i was like mom, don't play with me. you know i want vodka..and rum. so, i was highly doubtful till i got home, and fuck all dude. she honestly bought me a fucking handle of vodka and rum. smirnoff and bacardi. hell, i don't really like bacardi, i'd prefer some captain. but christ, my mom rules. i don't know if she'll let me bring it back to college, but i don't care. that is just awesome. i have a fucking handle of vodka to myself.
<3elmo
and it's four am and we will stalk again,
the princess and her bitter queen.