Life is a Scam.
Life is such bullshit. I wish i was in high school again. When i was stressed about redundant tests and pointless learning. Maybe i should have stayed in real high school, and not gone to the Co op. But then.. i don't know, i'd be entirely different, or i'd like to think i would be. I probably wouldn't smoke so much damn pot. However, i'd rather smoke pot than be popping pills like my generation.
Gas is too expensive. Life is too expensive. Everything costs so much money, that i don't have. I'm in debt to my parents and my girlfriend. I'll always be in debt to my parents. It's sad that i have to live off their money.. i'm fortunate to have parents with good paying jobs.
College is a scam. You have to borrow money to go, and while going, it still costs money. More and more and more money. All the time. I bought my three books for $310, i sold them back for $101. I've got a debt to some bank i don't even know for like.. $2,000. Fortunately i didn't go to a more expensive school. But then again, if i did, maybe i'd be happier with my education.. Who the fuck knows..
Perhaps i should have kept my 30 hrs a week, wake up at the crack of dawn for an oil company. $200 paychecks were great, for the three i managed to get. Even though they fucking ripped me off on the full week of work i was there. Probably taxes. Taxes are a scam.
How the fuck can this country revolve around money that isn't backed by anything. It's worthless. How long until everyone is fucked? I feel like i should get rid of my cell phone to save money. I feel like i should sell my car, and buy a bicycle. Take the bus. Everywhere. But i don't know where the fuck i can go, because everything is scheduled, and even though buses are scheduled, they are really never on time.
I feel pretty pathetic today.
And i have to spend more and more money.
Today. I'm paying Linda back some amount.
I have to put gas in my car to get to Minneapolis.
And i probably have to pay for parking.
Oh yes, what a great fucking feeling.
I need a better job. Maybe i could start answering phones at the Shed. Or hosting. Both jobs pay $9 an hour. But i really don't like the Shed enough.. to be there.. all the time.
I love how many regrets i have.
What a wonderful feeling.
I'm done with my math class.
I have a late assignment to turn into my Intro to Prof. Photo on Monday.
I have a final print to go and get for my Design Class.. even though i don't really like any of the 36 frames i shot.
And i must go buy more photo paper, and mounting board...
For my black and white class that i nearly gave up on and i'm trying to finish, REAL QUICK..
Why do professors have to SUCK?!
Why does the world have to be so sad?..
Fuck.
Gas is too expensive. Life is too expensive. Everything costs so much money, that i don't have. I'm in debt to my parents and my girlfriend. I'll always be in debt to my parents. It's sad that i have to live off their money.. i'm fortunate to have parents with good paying jobs.
College is a scam. You have to borrow money to go, and while going, it still costs money. More and more and more money. All the time. I bought my three books for $310, i sold them back for $101. I've got a debt to some bank i don't even know for like.. $2,000. Fortunately i didn't go to a more expensive school. But then again, if i did, maybe i'd be happier with my education.. Who the fuck knows..
Perhaps i should have kept my 30 hrs a week, wake up at the crack of dawn for an oil company. $200 paychecks were great, for the three i managed to get. Even though they fucking ripped me off on the full week of work i was there. Probably taxes. Taxes are a scam.
How the fuck can this country revolve around money that isn't backed by anything. It's worthless. How long until everyone is fucked? I feel like i should get rid of my cell phone to save money. I feel like i should sell my car, and buy a bicycle. Take the bus. Everywhere. But i don't know where the fuck i can go, because everything is scheduled, and even though buses are scheduled, they are really never on time.
I feel pretty pathetic today.
And i have to spend more and more money.
Today. I'm paying Linda back some amount.
I have to put gas in my car to get to Minneapolis.
And i probably have to pay for parking.
Oh yes, what a great fucking feeling.
I need a better job. Maybe i could start answering phones at the Shed. Or hosting. Both jobs pay $9 an hour. But i really don't like the Shed enough.. to be there.. all the time.
I love how many regrets i have.
What a wonderful feeling.
I'm done with my math class.
I have a late assignment to turn into my Intro to Prof. Photo on Monday.
I have a final print to go and get for my Design Class.. even though i don't really like any of the 36 frames i shot.
And i must go buy more photo paper, and mounting board...
For my black and white class that i nearly gave up on and i'm trying to finish, REAL QUICK..
Why do professors have to SUCK?!
Why does the world have to be so sad?..
Fuck.