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i hate scene kids. i hate the fact that the sit outside and complain about everything. punk rock is stupid. the whole concept is lost and left to hot topic. going to shows drunk and acting like assholes to anyone not in some punk clique is ridiculous. it really doesn't matter though. when they grow out of whatever phase they are in and realize how much time they wasted acting like a shithead. i like seeing touring bands. thats why i put on shows, to see bands that aren't shitty local high school acts. i can't wait to put on shows at banks. then people who want to be there will be. cypress hall is filth.
so today at work i cashed my check. one hundred and thirty dollars for a ridiculous amount of work. the pharmacist who is 27 cashes his check for one day and its 300 dollars. fuck. i hate the idea of money, and i hate that i will need it so much. i wish socialism worked in action as does on paper. such a beautiful idea, yet impossible due to the inadequacy of a large amount of civilians. i assume when i grow older i'll just start basing my life off of love rather than cash. to love what i do. to love who i'm with. i don't know what kind of job i will have at this point. i'm just starting to figure things out bit by bit...rushing seems to be the worst thing for me now. i'll get there. i have to.
i wish i was alot better at many things. i used to be so proud of my writing. all of it. every poem no matter how much it had in relations to other works by yours truly. i'm not really into drawing..i can't do it very well. i just don't have that natural ability. that form of visual art i am incapable of. sure every now and then i spurt out a pretty wicked idea but thats not very often. music has fallen apart for me. i'm just very discouraged by what i've done. basically it was terrible. i don't really know if i'm capable of doing something that sounds miraculously good. or decent.
reggie and the full effect is fucking awesome.
so today at work i cashed my check. one hundred and thirty dollars for a ridiculous amount of work. the pharmacist who is 27 cashes his check for one day and its 300 dollars. fuck. i hate the idea of money, and i hate that i will need it so much. i wish socialism worked in action as does on paper. such a beautiful idea, yet impossible due to the inadequacy of a large amount of civilians. i assume when i grow older i'll just start basing my life off of love rather than cash. to love what i do. to love who i'm with. i don't know what kind of job i will have at this point. i'm just starting to figure things out bit by bit...rushing seems to be the worst thing for me now. i'll get there. i have to.
i wish i was alot better at many things. i used to be so proud of my writing. all of it. every poem no matter how much it had in relations to other works by yours truly. i'm not really into drawing..i can't do it very well. i just don't have that natural ability. that form of visual art i am incapable of. sure every now and then i spurt out a pretty wicked idea but thats not very often. music has fallen apart for me. i'm just very discouraged by what i've done. basically it was terrible. i don't really know if i'm capable of doing something that sounds miraculously good. or decent.
reggie and the full effect is fucking awesome.