School work... fuckshitpiss...
I have three huge assignments due before "spring break." One being the rough draft for my project on American dialectology and morphology. Basically, I'm writing about how the American language has evolved into different dialects (i.e. Northeast and Southwest), why and how they came to be. Two being another assignment on the dynamics of organizational communication in a certain industry. Three being a random assignment for my advertising class. I haven't felt this overwhelmed in a while, but I know I'll knock it out and do pretty decent. My last advertising assignment which I finished very LAST MINUTE on, I received an 86% (or B+) on. I only lost a few points because I didn't explain myself enough when I was talking about nostalgia advertising. Oh well, I got the B+, and that's what matters. Even though I have a good amount of time to work on this, it's just that this weekend I'm getting tattooed, and that's a day lost already. So yeah, I need to get all of this done STAT!
To a different topic... Scott and I watched Dope Sick Love which is from the HBO America Undercover series. It's basically about couples living on the streets of NYC whoring and stealing for coke and heroin. While, I am not a militant sxe asshole, seriously... I can't help but feel better about myself after seeing that documentary. It makes me so proud that I have no detrimental vice attachment. I feel not one ounce of pity for these people. I just cannot believe that people let themselves live like this. They give up a good life, family and jobs just to fucking feed their addiction. I cannot even begin to explicate the filth that these people live in EMOTIONALLY and PHYSICALLY. Anyway, if you have HBO's on demand, I definitely recommend checking it out. Which segues into...
I hate all the fucking cokehead pieces of shit that infest 80's nights, clubs and parties. If you are one of these people, or hangout with these kind of people, I honestly believe you should DIE. Just as the saying goes, "Live by the sword, die by the sword." I honestly believe you are just waste of a beating heart, flowing veins and functioning brain. If you think it's "cool" to divulge into hard drugs or hangout with people that do, I hope that God smotes you so hard that your head will fucking spin. If you're one of the people that mitigate the situation by saying, "Oh these are the only kinds of friends I have," or some bullshit like that. Well, I seriously hope they bring you down to their level. You will die and not be missed by anyone. It just shows what kind of person you are if you condone and support friends who are hard drug users. Like I said, I'm not some straightedge militant asshole, but there's definitely lines that people cross with me. I'm okay with people that drink and smoke, okay fine... but hard drugs is where the line is crossed. I understand the edge is not for everyone, but hard drugs is FOR NO ONE.
Fuck you I'm edge...
To a different topic... Scott and I watched Dope Sick Love which is from the HBO America Undercover series. It's basically about couples living on the streets of NYC whoring and stealing for coke and heroin. While, I am not a militant sxe asshole, seriously... I can't help but feel better about myself after seeing that documentary. It makes me so proud that I have no detrimental vice attachment. I feel not one ounce of pity for these people. I just cannot believe that people let themselves live like this. They give up a good life, family and jobs just to fucking feed their addiction. I cannot even begin to explicate the filth that these people live in EMOTIONALLY and PHYSICALLY. Anyway, if you have HBO's on demand, I definitely recommend checking it out. Which segues into...
I hate all the fucking cokehead pieces of shit that infest 80's nights, clubs and parties. If you are one of these people, or hangout with these kind of people, I honestly believe you should DIE. Just as the saying goes, "Live by the sword, die by the sword." I honestly believe you are just waste of a beating heart, flowing veins and functioning brain. If you think it's "cool" to divulge into hard drugs or hangout with people that do, I hope that God smotes you so hard that your head will fucking spin. If you're one of the people that mitigate the situation by saying, "Oh these are the only kinds of friends I have," or some bullshit like that. Well, I seriously hope they bring you down to their level. You will die and not be missed by anyone. It just shows what kind of person you are if you condone and support friends who are hard drug users. Like I said, I'm not some straightedge militant asshole, but there's definitely lines that people cross with me. I'm okay with people that drink and smoke, okay fine... but hard drugs is where the line is crossed. I understand the edge is not for everyone, but hard drugs is FOR NO ONE.
Fuck you I'm edge...