Num Num!
So. Fuck.
I'm thinking of becoming an alcoholic: it doesn't make me feel any better, but it makes me care less about not caring. More numb to the numb. Numb Numb!!
Spanish. I'm taking Spanish 1 right now. Spanish 2 starts the 13th. I had it all planned out that I'd study super-duper hard during Spanish 1 and test out of Spanish 2, because I don't want to pay $900 if I don't have to. That's not going to happen because I'm fucking struggling with this shit. And Spanish is easy. I do not have a head for this. The plan was to study aaaalllll weekend (this weekend). Instead I dicked around. I went to the store to pick up some hard cider (I like hard cider) and I came back with hard cider, hard sweet tea, and a bottle of Jack Daniels. I'm currently drinking Jack & Coke. However, sadly, I'm not even drunk. I'm sorta cloudy, though.
So! London! I am currently trying to turn the wheels to study abroad in London during the Fall. Now, the thing is I don't need the credits. I can graduate this August (just without that [worthless] philosophy minor). But! I want very much to not be here. Racine/Wisconsin/the mid-west/Amurika, take your pick. So, by postponing graduation until December, I can fly fly fly to London and study there and be awesome. OH! But it's around $15,000 for the 3-month excursion. Every single person I've consulted has told me "money's not important, go to London and be awesome" but no one has offered to pay for it (even though money is no object, right?). Basically, I'm spending 15 grand on an elaborate vacation. Just to get away from here.
Hey! I saved this entry mid-typing to go watch Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. When I came back, my projector grinned to life, then faded, then make this scary-ass popping POP sound, and everything went black. My bulb burned out. So, that's $300 I have to drop. I guess I can't complain, because the bulbs are meant to last about 300 hours, and I must have gotten about 1000 hours from it. (it was a scary sound, though.)
I really liked the first Fullmetal Alchemist. A lot. Brotherhood, though, I fucking hate. I don't like this show. But I decided to stay with it to the end. Then, my brother tells me it's not 52 episodes long, it's 64! Gah! I've made it through 48 episodes, holding through week by week... I can't take another 16 fucking weeks of this trash! I HATE IT!
I've been on Facebook a lot. I don't even like Facebook much. But it's a rapid-fire stream of meaninglessness, where there are no standards or expectations of quality about what a person has to say. I have had nothing worth sharing there last few week/months. I can't even bring myself to make a damn journal entry. I care so very little. And then feel bad about it.
I have been bored and depressed every single day for as long as I can remember. I don't expect this to ever change. I'm weighing London according to this issue.
I'm thinking of becoming an alcoholic: it doesn't make me feel any better, but it makes me care less about not caring. More numb to the numb. Numb Numb!!
Spanish. I'm taking Spanish 1 right now. Spanish 2 starts the 13th. I had it all planned out that I'd study super-duper hard during Spanish 1 and test out of Spanish 2, because I don't want to pay $900 if I don't have to. That's not going to happen because I'm fucking struggling with this shit. And Spanish is easy. I do not have a head for this. The plan was to study aaaalllll weekend (this weekend). Instead I dicked around. I went to the store to pick up some hard cider (I like hard cider) and I came back with hard cider, hard sweet tea, and a bottle of Jack Daniels. I'm currently drinking Jack & Coke. However, sadly, I'm not even drunk. I'm sorta cloudy, though.
So! London! I am currently trying to turn the wheels to study abroad in London during the Fall. Now, the thing is I don't need the credits. I can graduate this August (just without that [worthless] philosophy minor). But! I want very much to not be here. Racine/Wisconsin/the mid-west/Amurika, take your pick. So, by postponing graduation until December, I can fly fly fly to London and study there and be awesome. OH! But it's around $15,000 for the 3-month excursion. Every single person I've consulted has told me "money's not important, go to London and be awesome" but no one has offered to pay for it (even though money is no object, right?). Basically, I'm spending 15 grand on an elaborate vacation. Just to get away from here.
Hey! I saved this entry mid-typing to go watch Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. When I came back, my projector grinned to life, then faded, then make this scary-ass popping POP sound, and everything went black. My bulb burned out. So, that's $300 I have to drop. I guess I can't complain, because the bulbs are meant to last about 300 hours, and I must have gotten about 1000 hours from it. (it was a scary sound, though.)
I really liked the first Fullmetal Alchemist. A lot. Brotherhood, though, I fucking hate. I don't like this show. But I decided to stay with it to the end. Then, my brother tells me it's not 52 episodes long, it's 64! Gah! I've made it through 48 episodes, holding through week by week... I can't take another 16 fucking weeks of this trash! I HATE IT!
I've been on Facebook a lot. I don't even like Facebook much. But it's a rapid-fire stream of meaninglessness, where there are no standards or expectations of quality about what a person has to say. I have had nothing worth sharing there last few week/months. I can't even bring myself to make a damn journal entry. I care so very little. And then feel bad about it.
I have been bored and depressed every single day for as long as I can remember. I don't expect this to ever change. I'm weighing London according to this issue.