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ok so its weeks at a time. but the weeks i havent been on the computer are the weeks that ive been spending with people and having the time of my life. and theyre also the weeks that ive been spending doing things that have been so fun and memorable. why would anybody want to sit on a computer at home when the weather outside is amazingly gorgeous and the company is the best it can be?
those weeks ive been talking about consist of the beach, jordan, cigarettes, jobeth, andre, mexican food, alex and beer. ya thats basically it. with a little bit of random shit here and there, like me going out and buying an entire bed set today. complete with the huge body pillow pillow case. i honestly couldnt tell you what was running through my mind either. i dont remember. i was probably deep in a trance becuase i had just spent 2 lonely hours in a dark cemetary. which really wasnt half bad. it gave me some major thinking time and it was good on the soul. try it sometime. you'll come out with the most strange feelings in the world. \
this is the first night that ive been 1: sober and 2: sleeping at my house in about 2 weeks. my birthday was great. i'll always remember it to. for as long as i hope i do. and as long as it lasts.
parents in vegas for a week on saturday. it makes me feel pretty uneasy about sleeping at my house alone now that 14 cars were broken into the other night on my street. call me crazy but i feel a tad unsafe. i was followed by the getaway car tonight and then watched from my rearview mirror in my car in my driveway after i thought i had out ran them, them picking up the robbers.
what the hell is society producing now a days. why cant shit be like the fourties and fifties where fun was considered going up to the "point" and making out. or going to diners on friday nights and sitting by the juke box while your stud in a black leather jacket, cropped blue jeans, a tight white tee and black converse all star high tops picked out a jammin tune by elvis for you guys to swing to. ah the innocent times of the century. no its like.... well not like that. generation y is faced with much more bullshit than generation x. dont get me wrong, living in this time has its benefits what with the technologies such as cell phones and amusement parks, but id much rather rock out to elvis frank sinatra and billie holiday than chingy yellow card and celine dion, or whatever hot new chart topper popped up in the radio scene recently.
i guess since so much random shit happened today that i was destined to write a weird ass journal entry. if i were reading this, i wouldnt expect anything less.
inspire somebody. somebody inspire me.
those weeks ive been talking about consist of the beach, jordan, cigarettes, jobeth, andre, mexican food, alex and beer. ya thats basically it. with a little bit of random shit here and there, like me going out and buying an entire bed set today. complete with the huge body pillow pillow case. i honestly couldnt tell you what was running through my mind either. i dont remember. i was probably deep in a trance becuase i had just spent 2 lonely hours in a dark cemetary. which really wasnt half bad. it gave me some major thinking time and it was good on the soul. try it sometime. you'll come out with the most strange feelings in the world. \
this is the first night that ive been 1: sober and 2: sleeping at my house in about 2 weeks. my birthday was great. i'll always remember it to. for as long as i hope i do. and as long as it lasts.
parents in vegas for a week on saturday. it makes me feel pretty uneasy about sleeping at my house alone now that 14 cars were broken into the other night on my street. call me crazy but i feel a tad unsafe. i was followed by the getaway car tonight and then watched from my rearview mirror in my car in my driveway after i thought i had out ran them, them picking up the robbers.
what the hell is society producing now a days. why cant shit be like the fourties and fifties where fun was considered going up to the "point" and making out. or going to diners on friday nights and sitting by the juke box while your stud in a black leather jacket, cropped blue jeans, a tight white tee and black converse all star high tops picked out a jammin tune by elvis for you guys to swing to. ah the innocent times of the century. no its like.... well not like that. generation y is faced with much more bullshit than generation x. dont get me wrong, living in this time has its benefits what with the technologies such as cell phones and amusement parks, but id much rather rock out to elvis frank sinatra and billie holiday than chingy yellow card and celine dion, or whatever hot new chart topper popped up in the radio scene recently.
i guess since so much random shit happened today that i was destined to write a weird ass journal entry. if i were reading this, i wouldnt expect anything less.
inspire somebody. somebody inspire me.