A change in temperature...

Oct 28, 2006 11:20

So life is life right. Yeah. I had forgotten how much I hate school. You know the sad part is that it's totally the only real way to go from here on out. We have to make it through or there really will be a limited existence. Aside from that I was totally excited about halloween only to realize that me= broke college student with rent can't buy a cool costume or drinks/tickets/ for bad ass night out. SO I will be at home... doing I don't know what. Not what I imagined... I hate when I expect things to get better you know as years progress. Like last year we had fun out Anne and I were Velma and Roxy and we had a blast. So I expected this year to be better more fun just as cool costumes, but nope.. I'm such a kid when it come to dissappointment on things like this. It ruins everything for me.
Well I got my second job at Starbucks and at first I adored it. It was fun there were new people and so on. Well it's still fun and the people have gotten better and worse as time goes on. The company corporately is cool they offer a lot of incentives. But as a local matter they make me sick to my stomache. I just wished that policy was followed from top to bottom and that everyone understood it was business not personal. I don't know.
I spend a lot of time on Myspace and it irritates me that a lot of children write retardedly. k c u l8tr... nuuhh soo wats nu....idk.... AHHHHHH!!!!! it's STUPID can they really write, it makes me wonder or when they write on paper do they add these little retarded pictures on paper. Can you imagine a college entrance essay Wat up mrso n so... Im applyn fo admissn to UT.... Sorry it's been bothering me for a while.

As for the back note I'm hide from myself... depending how this semester finishes which hopefully should be good... I'm switching to Music Education. I've never loved anything or anyone as much as I've loved music. When I graduated I was tired from all the bullshit. But never from the actual music, it was the politics that wore me down but here I am recovered from the slashes I had when I left and never really recovered from abandoning music. I want to give someone else what Mrs. Arterbury, Mr. Arterbury and Vega gave me. The enviornment to develop my passion... passion can't be made it just is. So... for once I know what I want again and it's going to be hard because I want to be great at it. Not just... Just.

maybe next time we'll get under the skin huh... nope.
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