"....Its like trying to put a Band-Aid on cancer...."

May 16, 2006 01:52

I have been listening to Pantera alot lately. And I am definitely getting that tattoo that I want.

Im also sick of school and all that it brings. I want to go home, hang out with my friends, and be done with this place for a few months. Nothing good comes from this place.

I need a break from drinking.

My cousin is completely delusional about going in the Army. Delusional to the point that my dad laughed when JJ said some of the things he believes will go on when he is there. He is in for a rude awakening, and everyone knows it but him. I feel bad, because hes stubborn about it.

All of my exams are coming up. Bring them on, I am ready. Give me all you got.

College is a time for bad decisions, but the decisions arent supposed to be that bad. Its like bad decisions with some sense involved. Like bad decisions with a safety pin. Some people dont get that.

I dropped my glasses last night while drinking. Not cool. I woke up and hoped it was a bad dream. It wasnt, my lenses are scratched, and I need new ones now. Fuck.

Crozier is the man. Beirut tourney at his house this summer. Sweet.
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