Misanthropic and Depressed
I'm going through the worst thing a writer can go through and that's regret. I must refuse myself of compromising myself to save a few feelings from being hurt. Hell, my feelings are always hurt and I put up with it. Time for me to be a selfish bitch and stand behind my words.
A quick rundown of geeky, random shit:
~ I'm hopefully getting a kickass new pair of glasses.
~ Just ate a huge plate of salsa and nachos. It's a rad day.
~ I'm looking forward to next weekend. Mom and Dad are coming up and I'm planning on taking them around Chicago. Mom's cookin' and we're gonna watch some kick ass flicks.
~ I'm shooting for the album to be done on Halloween. I have vocals to do and a couple of guitar tracks. I can't fucking wait to get a bass though; playing a lefty sucks. Oh well, x-mas is coming even though I hate the motherfucking holiday.
~ This week I plan on going to a couple of places I applied online and letting them know I exist because I want a job and need to eat :)
~ doucher's friend Mary Ann wanted to hang out with me several times and I gave her my number, but she's never called. I message her on Myspace and she never responds. I think she's scared of me? Even though she puts up the front that she's a "badass bitch". I should've known better than to agree with a female 18 years of age, and who apparently doesn't know shit about shit, piss, or dick. I guess when she finally decides she has time for me, I'll be busy. I thought she was cool, but everything I post on Myspace she posts the same thing 20 seconds later. She wants to be me yet doesn't want to meet me face-to-face. Classic.
~ What is with these people here, there and everywhere who say, "If you don't talk to me, I'll delete you from my list." and yet they never talk to you and/or they're a total fucking loser. The lovely world of double standards and obvious hypocrisy.
~ Lastly, I've found the people in this town and surrounding towns to be slightly off kilter. My reasoning behind this is when I try to make small talk at the store or make a witty remark about something whoever is on the other end automatically looks at me as if I had five faces on my head. They have no concept of a sense of humor and I think that this place holds high standards because everyone that lives here are rich assholes. Frankly I'm bored, dear. I just miss the routine of work and a few of the guys there. Chicago is great...FOR VISITING!
A quick rundown of geeky, random shit:
~ I'm hopefully getting a kickass new pair of glasses.
~ Just ate a huge plate of salsa and nachos. It's a rad day.
~ I'm looking forward to next weekend. Mom and Dad are coming up and I'm planning on taking them around Chicago. Mom's cookin' and we're gonna watch some kick ass flicks.
~ I'm shooting for the album to be done on Halloween. I have vocals to do and a couple of guitar tracks. I can't fucking wait to get a bass though; playing a lefty sucks. Oh well, x-mas is coming even though I hate the motherfucking holiday.
~ This week I plan on going to a couple of places I applied online and letting them know I exist because I want a job and need to eat :)
~ doucher's friend Mary Ann wanted to hang out with me several times and I gave her my number, but she's never called. I message her on Myspace and she never responds. I think she's scared of me? Even though she puts up the front that she's a "badass bitch". I should've known better than to agree with a female 18 years of age, and who apparently doesn't know shit about shit, piss, or dick. I guess when she finally decides she has time for me, I'll be busy. I thought she was cool, but everything I post on Myspace she posts the same thing 20 seconds later. She wants to be me yet doesn't want to meet me face-to-face. Classic.
~ What is with these people here, there and everywhere who say, "If you don't talk to me, I'll delete you from my list." and yet they never talk to you and/or they're a total fucking loser. The lovely world of double standards and obvious hypocrisy.
~ Lastly, I've found the people in this town and surrounding towns to be slightly off kilter. My reasoning behind this is when I try to make small talk at the store or make a witty remark about something whoever is on the other end automatically looks at me as if I had five faces on my head. They have no concept of a sense of humor and I think that this place holds high standards because everyone that lives here are rich assholes. Frankly I'm bored, dear. I just miss the routine of work and a few of the guys there. Chicago is great...FOR VISITING!