Livejournal is a post it note of my life.
So I am sure a lot has happened in my absence of this here LJ. But I wouldn't dare try to catch up because that would be too much of a hassle and would do more harm than benefit to my life. I honestly haven't written (typed) for a long while and it may be due to the large changes in my life and attitude towards things. See they may never seem like big changes to anyone but myself, but thats fine. OVERALL the past couple of months, I have been dreading over the numerous work and stress that college academics and its social life has brought to me. For the most part i've been feeling like this:
I'm just pretending to be okay
fake smiles have so much to say.
tear this pain away.
you can't understand
I can't stand, the way
this feels, and
I don't know what to say.
Every tear not seen nor shed
contributes to this irregular heart beat.
because its all in my head
the pain is so real, and I repeat
this blinding pain that you cannot see
where does it end?
optimism is my friend
but pessimism is always there for me.
Thats sorta how that goes. Along from that, the other night before thanksgiving I saw Borat the movie with a couple of friends. After that we were driving home at about 1am, yet my friend needed to get gas so we all followed. Then out of nowhere at the gas station, my other friends were being harassed and hit on by two drunk college-aged students. Before we knew it, one of the guys got in the car with the two girls in it and locked the car. At this point I was ready to bust some heads but instead we called the cops and they showed up in like 2 minutes and they were hoping it was a domestic violence attack so THEY could bust some heads but it was simply 2 drunks just causing a disturbance. so the one guy who got in the car was arrested because he would talk back and yell and i don't know but here was part of the conversation they had:
Cop: So what's your zip code?
Idiot drunk: *scratching his head and thinks* Uhh.....
Cop: *sighs*
Idiot drunk: I'm sorry, I really like rap music....
Cop: I'm not asking you to rap for me!
Also just so you know, since the cops were hoping it was a 28-40 or something that stands for domestic violence, they sent in like 3 full cop cars all at that spot, so it was funny to begin with since they were all so disappointed that they couldn't beat down some drunks. But I laughed when the white drunk guy was like "you guys know ima F u up man" and then he saw the cops come and he was like "oh shizzzzzzz" and it was all a funny experience.
Aside from seeing Borat the movie and then getting some drunk guys arrested, we then went to my friend's house and played the nintendo wii for the remainants of that night. And let me add, the Wii is pronounced WEE for a good reason... because it was fricken fun!
*corny joke yes*
end.
I'm just pretending to be okay
fake smiles have so much to say.
tear this pain away.
you can't understand
I can't stand, the way
this feels, and
I don't know what to say.
Every tear not seen nor shed
contributes to this irregular heart beat.
because its all in my head
the pain is so real, and I repeat
this blinding pain that you cannot see
where does it end?
optimism is my friend
but pessimism is always there for me.
Thats sorta how that goes. Along from that, the other night before thanksgiving I saw Borat the movie with a couple of friends. After that we were driving home at about 1am, yet my friend needed to get gas so we all followed. Then out of nowhere at the gas station, my other friends were being harassed and hit on by two drunk college-aged students. Before we knew it, one of the guys got in the car with the two girls in it and locked the car. At this point I was ready to bust some heads but instead we called the cops and they showed up in like 2 minutes and they were hoping it was a domestic violence attack so THEY could bust some heads but it was simply 2 drunks just causing a disturbance. so the one guy who got in the car was arrested because he would talk back and yell and i don't know but here was part of the conversation they had:
Cop: So what's your zip code?
Idiot drunk: *scratching his head and thinks* Uhh.....
Cop: *sighs*
Idiot drunk: I'm sorry, I really like rap music....
Cop: I'm not asking you to rap for me!
Also just so you know, since the cops were hoping it was a 28-40 or something that stands for domestic violence, they sent in like 3 full cop cars all at that spot, so it was funny to begin with since they were all so disappointed that they couldn't beat down some drunks. But I laughed when the white drunk guy was like "you guys know ima F u up man" and then he saw the cops come and he was like "oh shizzzzzzz" and it was all a funny experience.
Aside from seeing Borat the movie and then getting some drunk guys arrested, we then went to my friend's house and played the nintendo wii for the remainants of that night. And let me add, the Wii is pronounced WEE for a good reason... because it was fricken fun!
*corny joke yes*
end.