i've been listening to the same music 24/7 for the past 2 months
oh sup g-money.
yeah its been a long time.
to sum up my life in the past couple of months - driving my own car, not sleeping very much, working a lot, school, silly girl problems, late night hang outs, alcohol, weed. how cliche!
i love driving my car. sometimes i just drive it afterwork for a while. a long while. after school too, only if its a nice day. i think i need new tires though, but i dont have enough money. its hard to think what life would be like without a car now. i hate relying on other people, esp if its for a ride.
so i work full time and i go to school fulltime. i dont sleep much during the weekdays, and during the weekends i'm usually out doing random things until real late. and then i do homework on sunday. i'm almost done, just taking a little break. figured i'd write in this thing. oh which reminds me, i have to have a journal for one of my classes, so i just write in that now. so i havnt lost the knack to write, i just do it somewhere else.
life without school was too routine. i know it sounds dumb, but you need school. you need it because it makes your life interesting. because it helps you not think about things that bother you. instead you can think about homework. it helps you escape from a crappy routine of work, sleep, eat, shower shit whatever you do. taking a year off was great, but it also sucked. its nothing i'm dwelling on really, just some thoughts.
i havnt registered for my classes for next semester and i really dont give a shit. thats not good. i'll do it at the last minute. i got last pick anyways, so my choice for classes blows ass from the getgo. i dont really know what to do, though, keeping me from going there and doing it. its called a lack of motivation. my life story.
i have a slight headache. the other day i think i had a hangover, which is weird cause i never have them. the sound of metal trays clanging on the desk seemed louder than they should have been, and resonated in my head for a while. but it went away before i realized it.
i have to interpret a poem but i dont want to. its easy, i just dont want to do it. instead i'm going to stay up here and do nothing for an hour or so. maybe get up and do something random. then come back and chat or look at stuff, then finally do it like 2 hours from now. thats just the way i work.
i sleep eight hours and look like shit. i sleep six hours and i look fine. i'm about to pass out. if i were to go to bed right now, i'd be sleeping better than most babies do. unfortunately, homework sucks.
mondays suck too. especially tomorrow. waking up early to finish this project, then 3 classes, then taking an hour and a half to do an online quiz. i'll wake up at 10 and be done around 6. just about one month left to the semester. can't wait.
i dont like to zone out. but i do all the time. id rather be alert. thats what happens when you spend too much time watching tv as a kid. funny cause i havnt turned my tv on in like six months now.
haha still no new icon. i look so different. well...until next time.. whenever that is.
yeah its been a long time.
to sum up my life in the past couple of months - driving my own car, not sleeping very much, working a lot, school, silly girl problems, late night hang outs, alcohol, weed. how cliche!
i love driving my car. sometimes i just drive it afterwork for a while. a long while. after school too, only if its a nice day. i think i need new tires though, but i dont have enough money. its hard to think what life would be like without a car now. i hate relying on other people, esp if its for a ride.
so i work full time and i go to school fulltime. i dont sleep much during the weekdays, and during the weekends i'm usually out doing random things until real late. and then i do homework on sunday. i'm almost done, just taking a little break. figured i'd write in this thing. oh which reminds me, i have to have a journal for one of my classes, so i just write in that now. so i havnt lost the knack to write, i just do it somewhere else.
life without school was too routine. i know it sounds dumb, but you need school. you need it because it makes your life interesting. because it helps you not think about things that bother you. instead you can think about homework. it helps you escape from a crappy routine of work, sleep, eat, shower shit whatever you do. taking a year off was great, but it also sucked. its nothing i'm dwelling on really, just some thoughts.
i havnt registered for my classes for next semester and i really dont give a shit. thats not good. i'll do it at the last minute. i got last pick anyways, so my choice for classes blows ass from the getgo. i dont really know what to do, though, keeping me from going there and doing it. its called a lack of motivation. my life story.
i have a slight headache. the other day i think i had a hangover, which is weird cause i never have them. the sound of metal trays clanging on the desk seemed louder than they should have been, and resonated in my head for a while. but it went away before i realized it.
i have to interpret a poem but i dont want to. its easy, i just dont want to do it. instead i'm going to stay up here and do nothing for an hour or so. maybe get up and do something random. then come back and chat or look at stuff, then finally do it like 2 hours from now. thats just the way i work.
i sleep eight hours and look like shit. i sleep six hours and i look fine. i'm about to pass out. if i were to go to bed right now, i'd be sleeping better than most babies do. unfortunately, homework sucks.
mondays suck too. especially tomorrow. waking up early to finish this project, then 3 classes, then taking an hour and a half to do an online quiz. i'll wake up at 10 and be done around 6. just about one month left to the semester. can't wait.
i dont like to zone out. but i do all the time. id rather be alert. thats what happens when you spend too much time watching tv as a kid. funny cause i havnt turned my tv on in like six months now.
haha still no new icon. i look so different. well...until next time.. whenever that is.