Oct 15, 2005 10:53
Now, don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man, cause you'll probably end up dead...and if you want me, you better speak up-I won't wait. So you better move fast.
Life's been pretty crazy lately. 3 weeks left. That's all. I'm starting to pack this week. It's hard though. I don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing. So, I don't know what to bring.
So fuck....a quick highlight of my past/future week or so:
Bank Problems. Back problems. Doctor appointments. Disneyland. California Adventures. Drugs. Alcohol. Drugs. Alcohol. Work. Jim Morrison. Random encounters with the boy from my bank. Random encounters with Ryan. Fighting a 40 year old soccer mom. The beach. Bonfires. Blacking out in Carls Jr parking lot for two hours and not remembering a thing the next morning. Not a thing. Amber's Birthday. Benihanas. Melissa coming down next weekend.
I think I need to get out of this place. It's an addictive sinful pleasure. I love it all. But none of it's good for me. Plus I need to get my shit together and get going back to school. I want to go to school. I really do. I want to learn. Honestly.
Please believe me.