im hungry
and no one is around.
This summer is getting more depressing by the minute. I'd drink my sorrows away if i didnt have to work at 8 tommorrow to work toward paying for my stupid apartment that i wont be able to afford anyway, but need to live in so i can go to school and not live at home with my family who is starting to make me think about killing things. Good thing i have no friends or else i'd prolly be out somwhere spending money i don't have. One thing im learning, is that happiness costs lots of money, but money causes anger and bitterness. I think tommorrow after i come home from work, i'll drink a bottle or two of wine, and cuss out somone who doesnt deserve it, or maybe somone who does deserve it but social climates being what they are no one else is willing to tell off. then i'll go outside and smoke a few cigars while i let the bitterness fester.
but when i actually get home and realize that my grand plan will not be seen through to fruition I will sit up in my room and play video games that no longer entertain me and stare slackjawed into this "internet" crap i've been hearing so much about. because thats what i do. sit here and feel sorry for myself, wallowing in my own patheticness.
I hate everything
This summer is getting more depressing by the minute. I'd drink my sorrows away if i didnt have to work at 8 tommorrow to work toward paying for my stupid apartment that i wont be able to afford anyway, but need to live in so i can go to school and not live at home with my family who is starting to make me think about killing things. Good thing i have no friends or else i'd prolly be out somwhere spending money i don't have. One thing im learning, is that happiness costs lots of money, but money causes anger and bitterness. I think tommorrow after i come home from work, i'll drink a bottle or two of wine, and cuss out somone who doesnt deserve it, or maybe somone who does deserve it but social climates being what they are no one else is willing to tell off. then i'll go outside and smoke a few cigars while i let the bitterness fester.
but when i actually get home and realize that my grand plan will not be seen through to fruition I will sit up in my room and play video games that no longer entertain me and stare slackjawed into this "internet" crap i've been hearing so much about. because thats what i do. sit here and feel sorry for myself, wallowing in my own patheticness.
I hate everything