i like south park
im in my living room in old lym. at 5pm i hopped in the shower, got clean, dressed myself up, chopped of my hair, and decided that even tho i know im not going anywhere tonight, i want to looks good and clean for myself.
no one's home. riley is a drug addict. i went to zall's last night and they all made me sad. james was really happy to see me in a very nostalgic way. we talked about school and remembered those days for a good chunk of the time that i was there. i also decided that joe walks and talks like a sailor. mmm.
so home is home. its boring. my family makes me sad and the longer im around them i realize that ill fall into the same holes they did. at the same time i love them more than i can describe and i hold them higher than anyone else in the world just because it's in my blood. family is so strange. in america, i dont think most people feel this way about their family. i could be wrong but i feel this severe catholic guilt nine times out of ten when my mom does ANYTHING for me. im still so dependent on her financially... it's ridiculous. when i was 17 i had three jobs! now i have one and it hardly pays for cigarettes, gas and beer.
i need to change my ways next semester. ive spent too much time lamenting and feeling sorry for myself the past nine months. i need to DO more wahhhh!!!!
alright alright blahblahblah
no one's home. riley is a drug addict. i went to zall's last night and they all made me sad. james was really happy to see me in a very nostalgic way. we talked about school and remembered those days for a good chunk of the time that i was there. i also decided that joe walks and talks like a sailor. mmm.
so home is home. its boring. my family makes me sad and the longer im around them i realize that ill fall into the same holes they did. at the same time i love them more than i can describe and i hold them higher than anyone else in the world just because it's in my blood. family is so strange. in america, i dont think most people feel this way about their family. i could be wrong but i feel this severe catholic guilt nine times out of ten when my mom does ANYTHING for me. im still so dependent on her financially... it's ridiculous. when i was 17 i had three jobs! now i have one and it hardly pays for cigarettes, gas and beer.
i need to change my ways next semester. ive spent too much time lamenting and feeling sorry for myself the past nine months. i need to DO more wahhhh!!!!
alright alright blahblahblah