Just because it's been a while
It's been quite some time since I've posted...get over it.
I'm not in the best of places right now...take that however you want.
Anyway, I'm going to rant about anything and everything. If you don't like it, quit reading now...
Can someone explain to me why my luck sucks hairy moose balls? If any of you have been keeping up with the daily fuck overs of Travis, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Short description of the last 3 weeks, you fill in the middle: Fucked over by potential roommate, fucked over by some old lady who didn't want to move, fucked over by Real Estate guy, extended stay in Fordham, phone calls home for money, interviewed for job, phone calls home for more money, no cable, no A/C, no internet, more phone calls home for money, passed over for job (apparently they loved my personality just enough to give it so someone else), square one with job search, books/phone bill/prorated rent/no Upass and no money (literally...I have no money...zilch...), paper due first day of class, paper due next week, project due next week (picked randomly from a cup...I could've picked the presentation for 4 weeks from now, but no, luck shits on me and laughs)....etc...
So, when I say I'm not in the best of places right now, I mean financially, mentally, physically, and spiritually. I was going to go home this weekend for a little break seeing as I haven't been home since June, but no, I get fucked over by this project. You try calling Mama Warford and telling her plans have changed, and let me know the results.
I have stress induced insomnia. I try to sleep (did I mention I don't have any furniture? My papazin cushion is oh so comfy on the floor) but then I start thinking. Last night, between the hours of 1am and 8am, I may have gotten 1 hour of sleep. I laid there, on the floor, trying to clear my mind, watching the clock. I even tried my iPod, hoping music would calm me...didn't work. So at 8am, I pulled out the Sudoku book and did 3 of them in about 10 minutes. At around 8:30, my body decided it couldn't stay up any longer, and the next thing I know, I was awaken by my phone at 10am, pen still in hand.
I'm a pretty religious person, but I don't shove it down other peoples' throats. There's a song by a guy named Smokie Norful (yes, that's his name) called "I Need you Now." Every time I hear this song, my heart hurts/breaks/gives up, and I start bawling. If you want to hear it, let me know. The song is pretty much about running out of solutions and not knowing what to do, and letting God know that help is desperately needed.
Help is desperately needed.
What the hell is with obese people trying to sue fast food restaurants for making them fat? Are you serious? Maybe if you stopped walking (walking? I mean driving!) your ass through the drive thru and ordering a number 1 (and 2) you wouldn't be so wide and all outside. What makes me chuckle is that they order a number 1 (and 2) and used to get it Supersized, and then have the AUDACITY to order a DIET fucking Coke!!! And then they compare it to cigarettes. No, nicotine is proven to be addictive, CHICKEN NUGGETS ARE NOT!!! Granted, I love fast food, but not enough to try and sue. When I order my Quarter Pounder with cheese meal (no onions), I'm doing it out of my own free will. No one is forcing it down my throat (although if someone wants to BUY me the food and force it down my throat, I might not mind...just let me chew).
Did I mention that Res. Life is no longer feeding me? You'd be surprised how many things you can make with eggs...lol
Has anyone seen those Magic Bullet Infomercials? That thing is AMAZING!! I can make an omelette, a smoothie, and salsa in 1....2....3 seconds! Just amazing.
I want a baby penguin. Have you seen how cute they are? So they're not inclined to the Chicago weather...I can keep it in a deep freezer or something...haha. If I can't have a baby penguin, can I at least get a Koala? They may have claws, but they look so furry and adorable, and laid back. A little eucalyptus and they're content.
I've gone crazy. Literally.
I got a 4.0 my first quarter of Grad school...woot!
I think my tear ducts have a leak. For the last couple days this foreign liquid keeps running from my eyes. Hasn't happened in quite some time. TISSUES FOR MY ISSUES!!
Have a nice night...
I'm not in the best of places right now...take that however you want.
Anyway, I'm going to rant about anything and everything. If you don't like it, quit reading now...
Can someone explain to me why my luck sucks hairy moose balls? If any of you have been keeping up with the daily fuck overs of Travis, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Short description of the last 3 weeks, you fill in the middle: Fucked over by potential roommate, fucked over by some old lady who didn't want to move, fucked over by Real Estate guy, extended stay in Fordham, phone calls home for money, interviewed for job, phone calls home for more money, no cable, no A/C, no internet, more phone calls home for money, passed over for job (apparently they loved my personality just enough to give it so someone else), square one with job search, books/phone bill/prorated rent/no Upass and no money (literally...I have no money...zilch...), paper due first day of class, paper due next week, project due next week (picked randomly from a cup...I could've picked the presentation for 4 weeks from now, but no, luck shits on me and laughs)....etc...
So, when I say I'm not in the best of places right now, I mean financially, mentally, physically, and spiritually. I was going to go home this weekend for a little break seeing as I haven't been home since June, but no, I get fucked over by this project. You try calling Mama Warford and telling her plans have changed, and let me know the results.
I have stress induced insomnia. I try to sleep (did I mention I don't have any furniture? My papazin cushion is oh so comfy on the floor) but then I start thinking. Last night, between the hours of 1am and 8am, I may have gotten 1 hour of sleep. I laid there, on the floor, trying to clear my mind, watching the clock. I even tried my iPod, hoping music would calm me...didn't work. So at 8am, I pulled out the Sudoku book and did 3 of them in about 10 minutes. At around 8:30, my body decided it couldn't stay up any longer, and the next thing I know, I was awaken by my phone at 10am, pen still in hand.
I'm a pretty religious person, but I don't shove it down other peoples' throats. There's a song by a guy named Smokie Norful (yes, that's his name) called "I Need you Now." Every time I hear this song, my heart hurts/breaks/gives up, and I start bawling. If you want to hear it, let me know. The song is pretty much about running out of solutions and not knowing what to do, and letting God know that help is desperately needed.
Help is desperately needed.
What the hell is with obese people trying to sue fast food restaurants for making them fat? Are you serious? Maybe if you stopped walking (walking? I mean driving!) your ass through the drive thru and ordering a number 1 (and 2) you wouldn't be so wide and all outside. What makes me chuckle is that they order a number 1 (and 2) and used to get it Supersized, and then have the AUDACITY to order a DIET fucking Coke!!! And then they compare it to cigarettes. No, nicotine is proven to be addictive, CHICKEN NUGGETS ARE NOT!!! Granted, I love fast food, but not enough to try and sue. When I order my Quarter Pounder with cheese meal (no onions), I'm doing it out of my own free will. No one is forcing it down my throat (although if someone wants to BUY me the food and force it down my throat, I might not mind...just let me chew).
Did I mention that Res. Life is no longer feeding me? You'd be surprised how many things you can make with eggs...lol
Has anyone seen those Magic Bullet Infomercials? That thing is AMAZING!! I can make an omelette, a smoothie, and salsa in 1....2....3 seconds! Just amazing.
I want a baby penguin. Have you seen how cute they are? So they're not inclined to the Chicago weather...I can keep it in a deep freezer or something...haha. If I can't have a baby penguin, can I at least get a Koala? They may have claws, but they look so furry and adorable, and laid back. A little eucalyptus and they're content.
I've gone crazy. Literally.
I got a 4.0 my first quarter of Grad school...woot!
I think my tear ducts have a leak. For the last couple days this foreign liquid keeps running from my eyes. Hasn't happened in quite some time. TISSUES FOR MY ISSUES!!
Have a nice night...