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So I've worked 24 hours in the last four days. one out of my last four days was spent working. i get tip share tommorow. money. i'll probly become a workaholic. seeing as i could see myself doing nothing better with my life than making money. it's sad the view I have on life.
I desperately hate school. I can't wait till I get my truck and a true sense of freedom. I'm going to save up around 2000 $ over this summer and use it for a 6 month payment on an apartment in town my second semester of next year probably. After I turn 17. I talked to my mom about it quite awhile ago, and If I can do it, and manage it, she won't have a problem with it. I'll be spending around 300$ a month on gas anyway living out here, so it's not like its going to cost me that much more in the long run. Ambitions.
Last night I got off work at 12. fell asleep at 430ish at hartleys wokeup at 8 came home by nine washed clothes took a 2 hour nap and went back to work. This weekend was work. I close friday and saturday next weekend I think also. Miss out on all social events. I don't even mind. Theres only a few people I care about to see, and I can do that at other times. I can't wait to spend money on my truck. In the next five weeks i should be able to make around 600$. After paying off past expenses I should have enough money to buy the exhaust for my truck by christmas, so I can put it on in my dads garage since he has everything in the world to work on a vehicle with. we can lift it up and everything. I'll probly be able to get a chip in it by january, and cold air intake and the K&N parts by the end of february. by march my truck should have 400hp. then a 2inch lift and after i've put 10k miles on the tires on it now my dad will help me with bigger tires. By summer my truck should be where I want it. 400$ kcs i'll get in summer. after that I'll have done all the basic things I could. I might get a small frame grill guard. I like the way it looks without them better, but driving with deer and other obstacles so much I might need to play safe.
I used to strive so much for something to write that was going to get peoples attention. Caught in the moment with a livejournal. Maybe I made myself feel better when I realized people were reading what I had wrote. Maybe I did get some messages across. Maybe I did do something good with all that shit I wrote. Not that I regret doing it, it's just lame that I felt like I had something to qualify for writing in an internet journal. I still have views that I could express and try to get you people to relate to, but what would the reason be for me to type them in here? To try to sound smart? to try to convince others that yes I do have some kind of required intellect.? I just see alot of people have done that, and it's like if it isn't substantial it isn't good enough. Trying to convince other people of my thoughts was never my goal. If people believed whatever it was I was saying it was there own deal. I have had alot of people come up to me that I don't even know and say they've read my livejournal. I guess its nice.
These livejournals prove that, people care more about what you think, than what happens to you.
These so called "contraversial" and belief based livejournals get more reads and comments than anyone who writes about there life. People could care less about what happens to you, but they are ready and willing to debate every point of conviction you have. It's sad where our priorities sit with people. I don't know why people do these things, but It is more and more convincing as I live longer that no one cares about you half as much as they care about themselves and either what they think about what you think or what you think about what they think. Thats confusing, but most people would rather hear what you think about a subject than what happened in your day it seems, when I don't know which one truly matters more. Its the things in your life that shape your beliefs, but its your beliefs that make your decisions in life so its a constant equilebrium.
Yes, i'm that guy that "writes alot in his livejournal".
Atleast it also means i'm the guy that "alot of people read his livejournal"
i'm going to sleep till 10 or 11 or so tonight cause its been a long weekend. so much is left unsaid. so much is left undone.
I desperately hate school. I can't wait till I get my truck and a true sense of freedom. I'm going to save up around 2000 $ over this summer and use it for a 6 month payment on an apartment in town my second semester of next year probably. After I turn 17. I talked to my mom about it quite awhile ago, and If I can do it, and manage it, she won't have a problem with it. I'll be spending around 300$ a month on gas anyway living out here, so it's not like its going to cost me that much more in the long run. Ambitions.
Last night I got off work at 12. fell asleep at 430ish at hartleys wokeup at 8 came home by nine washed clothes took a 2 hour nap and went back to work. This weekend was work. I close friday and saturday next weekend I think also. Miss out on all social events. I don't even mind. Theres only a few people I care about to see, and I can do that at other times. I can't wait to spend money on my truck. In the next five weeks i should be able to make around 600$. After paying off past expenses I should have enough money to buy the exhaust for my truck by christmas, so I can put it on in my dads garage since he has everything in the world to work on a vehicle with. we can lift it up and everything. I'll probly be able to get a chip in it by january, and cold air intake and the K&N parts by the end of february. by march my truck should have 400hp. then a 2inch lift and after i've put 10k miles on the tires on it now my dad will help me with bigger tires. By summer my truck should be where I want it. 400$ kcs i'll get in summer. after that I'll have done all the basic things I could. I might get a small frame grill guard. I like the way it looks without them better, but driving with deer and other obstacles so much I might need to play safe.
I used to strive so much for something to write that was going to get peoples attention. Caught in the moment with a livejournal. Maybe I made myself feel better when I realized people were reading what I had wrote. Maybe I did get some messages across. Maybe I did do something good with all that shit I wrote. Not that I regret doing it, it's just lame that I felt like I had something to qualify for writing in an internet journal. I still have views that I could express and try to get you people to relate to, but what would the reason be for me to type them in here? To try to sound smart? to try to convince others that yes I do have some kind of required intellect.? I just see alot of people have done that, and it's like if it isn't substantial it isn't good enough. Trying to convince other people of my thoughts was never my goal. If people believed whatever it was I was saying it was there own deal. I have had alot of people come up to me that I don't even know and say they've read my livejournal. I guess its nice.
These livejournals prove that, people care more about what you think, than what happens to you.
These so called "contraversial" and belief based livejournals get more reads and comments than anyone who writes about there life. People could care less about what happens to you, but they are ready and willing to debate every point of conviction you have. It's sad where our priorities sit with people. I don't know why people do these things, but It is more and more convincing as I live longer that no one cares about you half as much as they care about themselves and either what they think about what you think or what you think about what they think. Thats confusing, but most people would rather hear what you think about a subject than what happened in your day it seems, when I don't know which one truly matters more. Its the things in your life that shape your beliefs, but its your beliefs that make your decisions in life so its a constant equilebrium.
Yes, i'm that guy that "writes alot in his livejournal".
Atleast it also means i'm the guy that "alot of people read his livejournal"
i'm going to sleep till 10 or 11 or so tonight cause its been a long weekend. so much is left unsaid. so much is left undone.