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It appears i was a bit too presumptious when i typed my last entry, so i deleted it.
Apparantly, the entry is the talk of the town...or so it seems, but if that IS the case, then why didnt anyone bother to comment? Yes im sure a few of you DIDNT see it, and it WAS friends only, but even then, i got a call from Sean a while ago asking about it, because charles told him, mike saw it and asked angela, and well....i didnt see a single comment? Now why do you think that is? Maybe cuz none of you really care? Yeah...i thought so.
Also, though i saw about 102812081028 people yesterday, no one decided that they would say anything about my hair being cut, my pimp rubber bracelet gauges, or the fact that i was clean shaven. Seems that no one really pays attention, but to be honest, i could care less.
I saw charlie at the galleria and watched him play. He passed LoM on extra stage...which WAS pretty bad ass...but his PA isnt all that high. I did better than him on CSFIL:SM, and i almost did better than him at R&P. Thats pretty cool. Maybe hes spoiled because the pads at funplex are godly. I might have to test them out again now that im pretty fucking good at DDR. Maybe ill plan a trip out there on the bus or something one night.
In other news...im quickly running out of money, but i dont really give a fuck. I do need some more, but im too apathetic when it comes to it. It seems i really dont care about much anymore...and its perfectly fine by me.
I do need a car however. As sick as it sounds, maybe my great grandmother will pass on and ill get some money for a car. I dont WANT her to die, but ya know.
Im wearing this sporty sweater vest because its not too hot for it. It probably doesnt look good on me, but i dont really look good anyways, so why does it matter? Its fucking comfortable and it IS american eagle.
I wonder what the easiest, laziest way to make a shitload of money is? Aside from selling drugs.... I want a car so i can do stuff....but i dont want to get a dead end job flipping fucking hamburgers and losing all the time i have with my beautiful girlfriend. I know that if i get a job and really want to make some money while doing it...enough to get a decent car anyways, im gonna have to work like....40+ hours a week....and that means like every day ill have to work. Angela says she understands, but im not willing to chance our relationship over a job. She doesnt have any problems, she already has a car, a license, and so on, all she has to do is pay for insurance. Shes so lucky. <3 Im pretty much waiting for some random singing sensation's tour bus to break down by my house so i can mug them and take their money.... too bad that will never happen.
As fast as time seems to be going, i still dont want to get up and do anything. Im fucked. I wont be able to get more than minimum wage for my first job, and i need more if i ever want the things i need. Fuck. I hate this fucking world...with a car and a license, things would be much easier. I would have transportation to college, work, etc, and then i might be able to get a decent job. Fuck riding a bike, its shitty. Besides, why should i go get a job now? Im only 17, and as we all know, boys just wanna have fun...even if "fun" includes playing ddr and loving on my girlfriend...both i wont have time for if i got a job.
I guess ill just keep waiting for my lucky break...when someone offers me a job without me having to look for it, and start off at 8 bucks an hour, etc etc etc.
A boy can only dream right? Well anyway... Angela should be getting out of school in about 15 minutes, so im gonna finish cleaning up some of the crap around here, and getting ready.
Goodbye.
-Stephen-
Apparantly, the entry is the talk of the town...or so it seems, but if that IS the case, then why didnt anyone bother to comment? Yes im sure a few of you DIDNT see it, and it WAS friends only, but even then, i got a call from Sean a while ago asking about it, because charles told him, mike saw it and asked angela, and well....i didnt see a single comment? Now why do you think that is? Maybe cuz none of you really care? Yeah...i thought so.
Also, though i saw about 102812081028 people yesterday, no one decided that they would say anything about my hair being cut, my pimp rubber bracelet gauges, or the fact that i was clean shaven. Seems that no one really pays attention, but to be honest, i could care less.
I saw charlie at the galleria and watched him play. He passed LoM on extra stage...which WAS pretty bad ass...but his PA isnt all that high. I did better than him on CSFIL:SM, and i almost did better than him at R&P. Thats pretty cool. Maybe hes spoiled because the pads at funplex are godly. I might have to test them out again now that im pretty fucking good at DDR. Maybe ill plan a trip out there on the bus or something one night.
In other news...im quickly running out of money, but i dont really give a fuck. I do need some more, but im too apathetic when it comes to it. It seems i really dont care about much anymore...and its perfectly fine by me.
I do need a car however. As sick as it sounds, maybe my great grandmother will pass on and ill get some money for a car. I dont WANT her to die, but ya know.
Im wearing this sporty sweater vest because its not too hot for it. It probably doesnt look good on me, but i dont really look good anyways, so why does it matter? Its fucking comfortable and it IS american eagle.
I wonder what the easiest, laziest way to make a shitload of money is? Aside from selling drugs.... I want a car so i can do stuff....but i dont want to get a dead end job flipping fucking hamburgers and losing all the time i have with my beautiful girlfriend. I know that if i get a job and really want to make some money while doing it...enough to get a decent car anyways, im gonna have to work like....40+ hours a week....and that means like every day ill have to work. Angela says she understands, but im not willing to chance our relationship over a job. She doesnt have any problems, she already has a car, a license, and so on, all she has to do is pay for insurance. Shes so lucky. <3 Im pretty much waiting for some random singing sensation's tour bus to break down by my house so i can mug them and take their money.... too bad that will never happen.
As fast as time seems to be going, i still dont want to get up and do anything. Im fucked. I wont be able to get more than minimum wage for my first job, and i need more if i ever want the things i need. Fuck. I hate this fucking world...with a car and a license, things would be much easier. I would have transportation to college, work, etc, and then i might be able to get a decent job. Fuck riding a bike, its shitty. Besides, why should i go get a job now? Im only 17, and as we all know, boys just wanna have fun...even if "fun" includes playing ddr and loving on my girlfriend...both i wont have time for if i got a job.
I guess ill just keep waiting for my lucky break...when someone offers me a job without me having to look for it, and start off at 8 bucks an hour, etc etc etc.
A boy can only dream right? Well anyway... Angela should be getting out of school in about 15 minutes, so im gonna finish cleaning up some of the crap around here, and getting ready.
Goodbye.
-Stephen-