A Simple Kind Of Insanity
It'd been close to two years since I've updated mainly because I just didn't feel like writing anything in that time.
Here's what's changed
-Moved from Verona to Belleville
-Transfered from Rutgers to Montclair University
-Quit Dominos Pizza
Then again some things never change. Bret still rides my coat tails for the comedic gold, and I have plenty of bullshit to put up with.
I. School
Montclair University is overall a better experience for me than Rutgers. I've decided to major in English: Creative Writing, which is essentially taking English classes without any effort or challenge. But of course this semester I'm hit with the worst possible teacher I've ever encountered in my life.
Creative Non Fiction: Sounds easy right? Well it would be if I didn't have a professor who is ungodly irritating and useless. The guy is an 80 year old World War II veteran, is racist, sexist, and has the sympathy of a chainsaw. He teaches nothing, has a hardon for Jewish people, hates arabs, and only wants you to regurgitate his own opinions. The only creative thing I do in that class is think of excuses i can give after I push his ass down a flight of icy stairs. I swear to god I had to take a grammar test. A GOD DAMN GRAMMAR TEST. Then again it brought forth a strange moment where he ended up failing someone in the test. The kid was on the verge of tears the whole class, while simultaneously wanting to drop kick his rotted old-person hip.
That's all for school. It's really not all bad.
II. Apartment
I just recently got accused of putting garbage out on the front lawn of the apartment building leading to a ticket from my landlord. A landlord that doesn't fix a god damn thing, whi only shows up to get rent checks from me. He told me how he had a stroke and was disabled for a while. Not to be an asshole, but you didn't exactly buy any empathy from me when my bathroom was falling apart, and I was infested with mice, cockroaches, and ants. Now good ol' spaghetti brains wanted my ass to go to court and plea guilty, hoping that he wouldnt have to pay for it. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt that I MIGHT HAVE DONE IT. That was until I found out the ticket was for sunday.....
.......
What a fuckface. Garbage day is on Wedensday and Saturday. I'd love for someone to think of an instance where I actually did a task ahead of time, and then I'll gladly pay for the stupid fine I didn't commit.
Everbody that lives in my apartment building is either a disgusting mess or a complete failure in life. The whole god damn complex looks like its about to implode the way of Poltergeist. Picture yourself living in Auschitz with the cast of "One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest" I only wish the showers had some sort of nerve agent to numb the pain of listening to the constant banging from the ceiling.
All in all it was a good week. Here's to a good weekend.
-138
Here's what's changed
-Moved from Verona to Belleville
-Transfered from Rutgers to Montclair University
-Quit Dominos Pizza
Then again some things never change. Bret still rides my coat tails for the comedic gold, and I have plenty of bullshit to put up with.
I. School
Montclair University is overall a better experience for me than Rutgers. I've decided to major in English: Creative Writing, which is essentially taking English classes without any effort or challenge. But of course this semester I'm hit with the worst possible teacher I've ever encountered in my life.
Creative Non Fiction: Sounds easy right? Well it would be if I didn't have a professor who is ungodly irritating and useless. The guy is an 80 year old World War II veteran, is racist, sexist, and has the sympathy of a chainsaw. He teaches nothing, has a hardon for Jewish people, hates arabs, and only wants you to regurgitate his own opinions. The only creative thing I do in that class is think of excuses i can give after I push his ass down a flight of icy stairs. I swear to god I had to take a grammar test. A GOD DAMN GRAMMAR TEST. Then again it brought forth a strange moment where he ended up failing someone in the test. The kid was on the verge of tears the whole class, while simultaneously wanting to drop kick his rotted old-person hip.
That's all for school. It's really not all bad.
II. Apartment
I just recently got accused of putting garbage out on the front lawn of the apartment building leading to a ticket from my landlord. A landlord that doesn't fix a god damn thing, whi only shows up to get rent checks from me. He told me how he had a stroke and was disabled for a while. Not to be an asshole, but you didn't exactly buy any empathy from me when my bathroom was falling apart, and I was infested with mice, cockroaches, and ants. Now good ol' spaghetti brains wanted my ass to go to court and plea guilty, hoping that he wouldnt have to pay for it. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt that I MIGHT HAVE DONE IT. That was until I found out the ticket was for sunday.....
.......
What a fuckface. Garbage day is on Wedensday and Saturday. I'd love for someone to think of an instance where I actually did a task ahead of time, and then I'll gladly pay for the stupid fine I didn't commit.
Everbody that lives in my apartment building is either a disgusting mess or a complete failure in life. The whole god damn complex looks like its about to implode the way of Poltergeist. Picture yourself living in Auschitz with the cast of "One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest" I only wish the showers had some sort of nerve agent to numb the pain of listening to the constant banging from the ceiling.
All in all it was a good week. Here's to a good weekend.
-138