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sometimes i feel like a robot. work. sleep. stuff random foodstuffs into my mouth. lather, rinse, repeat.
i really do like my work, i like dealing with people, learning things, and arguing with people. in fact, arguing is my favorite part. but i just feel that i should be exploring the better things in life. it's not that i don't want to work; it's just that i feel like i'm going to be doing it for the next 30 years of my life, so i should be doing what i want to do now, or something like that. not only that, but my quest to have the highest coop income in my pharmacy class has destroyed things, like my former slightly higher alcohol tolerance, or my budding NU celebrity social life. however, fall is never my high point; everything good in my life happens spring semester, usually. everything is usually nice and happy, even my birthday for once.
hm. i guess i'll brag about that, since it's been a long time since i've gotten anything besides a headache for my birthday, which was last friday. i woke up to ridiculous comments on my facebook wall regarding boning girls in the pooper, theresa carpenter finding me ho trains (or just a bunch of girls who will have sex with me on theresa's command), and other well wishes from people i rarely, if ever talk to anymore, since anyone who remotely knows me at any length knows i hate messages like that. but i digress. i worked all day long, fell asleep at midnight, and woke up right as my phone started to vibrate. the next thing i know, i'm downstairs embracing my girlfriend or something equally cute and disgusting.
to make a long story short, i bought her a nice heart necklace from tiffanys for our monthiversary/valentines day. why? eh. it was pretty. i liked it. that, and she was spending an equally ridiculous amount of money on a ridiculous hotel room at http://www.hotelcommonwealth.com so i guess it was fair. we sipped on a small bottle of wine, lounged around in bathrobes, had delusions of grandeur like always, ate amazing indian food on comm ave, and layed around some more watching blizzard coverage. due to the blizzard last week, she couldn't drive back home, and i was feeling kinda crappy, so i stayed home and we layed and played around until tuesday morning. it was a nice extention to what was originally a 1.5 evening stay. then she left me, her silly teal camaro racing off into the sun, going west, to far far places away from me.
i think i'm going to go lie down now, and pass out until i have to go to work on monday
i really do like my work, i like dealing with people, learning things, and arguing with people. in fact, arguing is my favorite part. but i just feel that i should be exploring the better things in life. it's not that i don't want to work; it's just that i feel like i'm going to be doing it for the next 30 years of my life, so i should be doing what i want to do now, or something like that. not only that, but my quest to have the highest coop income in my pharmacy class has destroyed things, like my former slightly higher alcohol tolerance, or my budding NU celebrity social life. however, fall is never my high point; everything good in my life happens spring semester, usually. everything is usually nice and happy, even my birthday for once.
hm. i guess i'll brag about that, since it's been a long time since i've gotten anything besides a headache for my birthday, which was last friday. i woke up to ridiculous comments on my facebook wall regarding boning girls in the pooper, theresa carpenter finding me ho trains (or just a bunch of girls who will have sex with me on theresa's command), and other well wishes from people i rarely, if ever talk to anymore, since anyone who remotely knows me at any length knows i hate messages like that. but i digress. i worked all day long, fell asleep at midnight, and woke up right as my phone started to vibrate. the next thing i know, i'm downstairs embracing my girlfriend or something equally cute and disgusting.
to make a long story short, i bought her a nice heart necklace from tiffanys for our monthiversary/valentines day. why? eh. it was pretty. i liked it. that, and she was spending an equally ridiculous amount of money on a ridiculous hotel room at http://www.hotelcommonwealth.com so i guess it was fair. we sipped on a small bottle of wine, lounged around in bathrobes, had delusions of grandeur like always, ate amazing indian food on comm ave, and layed around some more watching blizzard coverage. due to the blizzard last week, she couldn't drive back home, and i was feeling kinda crappy, so i stayed home and we layed and played around until tuesday morning. it was a nice extention to what was originally a 1.5 evening stay. then she left me, her silly teal camaro racing off into the sun, going west, to far far places away from me.
i think i'm going to go lie down now, and pass out until i have to go to work on monday