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so.... yeah.
i haven't written in this thing in forever. oh well. i had password issues that i didn't feel like dealing with. i had to change it like 100 times, and it got old. especially after i kept forgetting the new rediculous ones that i was given. hootenanie.
so, as far as life goes, it's been boring yet interesting.
Dory's birthday was alst friday (Officially known as M31). I had the best time, and I know Dory did as well. It was Doris, Me, and Steven (the fabulous himself) and we ventured off into the wonderful french quarter. we ate some overpriced resturaunt that barely gave us any food. Although the food they did give us was amazingly good. I think we all ate it very slow that way we could savor the three bites we had to eat.
i remember sitting there in the dimly lit place, staring at the broken walls, exposing the old red bricks underneath. and then i heard the old jazz music in the background. there were odd faces, random comments. this is what new orleans is supposed to be. i felt like i was at home. it felt so good to be there.
then we went walk around to several bars/whatever you call them... and got shit faced. it was great.
then we went to the pub, where we drank, danced, and kissed strangers. it was great.
as for now, life sucks. it's hot as hell outside and i fucking hate it. i miss the cold wind while shivering my ass off smoking a cigarette. i miss opening the door and saying, "HOLY FUCK, IT'S COLD!"
those were the days.
i used to look forward to things. now i just look forward to things being over. i think school is getting to me, although it's really not that bad. i'm just sick of doing work. i just want to relax. but who doesn't, i guess?
i want money. i want to go and buy all the shit that i've ever wanted. i want my own house, decorated accordingly to my own taste - red walls, blue walls, wood floor, a bar, a luxurious living room that belongs on an episode of MTV cribs. i want the lifestyle of the rich and the famous.
yet i'm stuck at home sweating my ass off in this fucking hot house because my parents can't turn the damn a.c. on lower because it will cost them thier life savings. i hate the world today.
okay, i've ranted enough.
i just want an icee and someone to cuddle with.
is that so much to ask?
i haven't written in this thing in forever. oh well. i had password issues that i didn't feel like dealing with. i had to change it like 100 times, and it got old. especially after i kept forgetting the new rediculous ones that i was given. hootenanie.
so, as far as life goes, it's been boring yet interesting.
Dory's birthday was alst friday (Officially known as M31). I had the best time, and I know Dory did as well. It was Doris, Me, and Steven (the fabulous himself) and we ventured off into the wonderful french quarter. we ate some overpriced resturaunt that barely gave us any food. Although the food they did give us was amazingly good. I think we all ate it very slow that way we could savor the three bites we had to eat.
i remember sitting there in the dimly lit place, staring at the broken walls, exposing the old red bricks underneath. and then i heard the old jazz music in the background. there were odd faces, random comments. this is what new orleans is supposed to be. i felt like i was at home. it felt so good to be there.
then we went walk around to several bars/whatever you call them... and got shit faced. it was great.
then we went to the pub, where we drank, danced, and kissed strangers. it was great.
as for now, life sucks. it's hot as hell outside and i fucking hate it. i miss the cold wind while shivering my ass off smoking a cigarette. i miss opening the door and saying, "HOLY FUCK, IT'S COLD!"
those were the days.
i used to look forward to things. now i just look forward to things being over. i think school is getting to me, although it's really not that bad. i'm just sick of doing work. i just want to relax. but who doesn't, i guess?
i want money. i want to go and buy all the shit that i've ever wanted. i want my own house, decorated accordingly to my own taste - red walls, blue walls, wood floor, a bar, a luxurious living room that belongs on an episode of MTV cribs. i want the lifestyle of the rich and the famous.
yet i'm stuck at home sweating my ass off in this fucking hot house because my parents can't turn the damn a.c. on lower because it will cost them thier life savings. i hate the world today.
okay, i've ranted enough.
i just want an icee and someone to cuddle with.
is that so much to ask?