*Snappy Guitar Solo*
Ok...I think this has been by far the lamest holiday season of my life, and I hate it, and I want to go back to Bowling Green. I know I shouldn't say that, holidays are allegedly happy times where everyone smiles and laughs when appropiate.
Screw Holidays. It hurts too much to laugh anymore anyway.
You would think I would be spending quality time with friends and family. My dad's been at work, my Mom's been cooking for christmas, and hanging out with her friend from across the street. Granted, we did go out to lunch and a movie, but the food was cold and the movie sucked. I did get to see an old friend from high school at the theater, who was still beautiful as ever...but I ain't got a chance.
The High point of this week is meatloaf. The food, not the singer.
I bought gifts for only my parents this year, now I'm not sure if I will be eating this next few weeks. Hopefully someone will give me money or a gift card so I can feel reimbursed in my actions somehow. If not, I may be living off candy canes till mid-January.
Irony= I hate candy AND canes.
I'm just looking for something to type, but I feel like all I'm doing is whining.
Eh.
A friend of my parents sent us a christmas card and with it they included a two page biography that highlighted everything that happened to them in 2005. It made me think of what mine would sound like.
-Started the year off bedridden from severe pneumonia.
-Had financial AID forms get lost in the office several times, leading to my eventual demise in college at the hands of idiots who don't know how to properly file forms.
-Ran out of money due to outstanding phone bills, an irony in itself because I don't even USE the damn thing.
-Spent several months starving due to the lack of money, thank you Cingular.
-Mind games. Lot of them. Not on my part but done to me. And they ain't over, not for a long time I feel.
-Got shot down an immeasurable amount of times. I have the feeling thats not over either.
Hehe, I should totally write it and send it out. I could make people cry on Christmas.
Anyway...I head back to Bowling Green on Monday, It will be glorious. If I can I'm getting plastered. And then after I get the done with the hangover, I'm going to a New Years party and doing it again. I know everyone bitches about how you can't drink problems away and blah blah blah....but I believe that statement is purely opinionated.
Anyway I'm going to bed.
"Merry Fucking Christmas"-Dennis Leary
Screw Holidays. It hurts too much to laugh anymore anyway.
You would think I would be spending quality time with friends and family. My dad's been at work, my Mom's been cooking for christmas, and hanging out with her friend from across the street. Granted, we did go out to lunch and a movie, but the food was cold and the movie sucked. I did get to see an old friend from high school at the theater, who was still beautiful as ever...but I ain't got a chance.
The High point of this week is meatloaf. The food, not the singer.
I bought gifts for only my parents this year, now I'm not sure if I will be eating this next few weeks. Hopefully someone will give me money or a gift card so I can feel reimbursed in my actions somehow. If not, I may be living off candy canes till mid-January.
Irony= I hate candy AND canes.
I'm just looking for something to type, but I feel like all I'm doing is whining.
Eh.
A friend of my parents sent us a christmas card and with it they included a two page biography that highlighted everything that happened to them in 2005. It made me think of what mine would sound like.
-Started the year off bedridden from severe pneumonia.
-Had financial AID forms get lost in the office several times, leading to my eventual demise in college at the hands of idiots who don't know how to properly file forms.
-Ran out of money due to outstanding phone bills, an irony in itself because I don't even USE the damn thing.
-Spent several months starving due to the lack of money, thank you Cingular.
-Mind games. Lot of them. Not on my part but done to me. And they ain't over, not for a long time I feel.
-Got shot down an immeasurable amount of times. I have the feeling thats not over either.
Hehe, I should totally write it and send it out. I could make people cry on Christmas.
Anyway...I head back to Bowling Green on Monday, It will be glorious. If I can I'm getting plastered. And then after I get the done with the hangover, I'm going to a New Years party and doing it again. I know everyone bitches about how you can't drink problems away and blah blah blah....but I believe that statement is purely opinionated.
Anyway I'm going to bed.
"Merry Fucking Christmas"-Dennis Leary