bi polar
so I am feeling two extremes right now:
On one hand I am sad and depressed and confused and I don't know what to make out of a situation and it is really wearing on me because I usually don't care about that kind of stuff. It's like its different this time and I really don't like it. But I do.
On the other hand life is so happy today, because I went over to my friend's house last night and Carson was there and he had tossed back a few brewskis and he told me about how he had given himself a haircut the previous day. He was sick of his hair so he cut it himself. It looks horrible. I thought it was funny, and the man wasn't drunk, just a little buzzed, and I wasn't planning on staying for too long, just making an apperance. SOOOOOOOO, I let him cut my hair. To be quite honest it looks like ABSOLUTE SHIT. But, the world is so much more fun when you have random chunks missing from your hair. Plus I ended up not having to work today, so I got to work on the new Elite Stranger website and kick back and relax. Plus I got to enjoy my new haircut. Carson says that we are so punk-rawk. I personally think it is the coolest haircut either of us have ever had. Its like the episode on reccess when TJ gives Mikey a haircut and pretends its cool and all the kids on the playground get one and they call it "The Mikey". We totally have "The Mikey". We are so punk rock.
But still this is me as a missing something, confused, BORED, infatuated, sad, happy, emotional, stressed out and inspired train wreck. I feel like go to church, writing a poem, smoking a cigarrette, and watching an R-Rated movie all at once! URRGGGHHH I can't stand this. But really, its cool and I think I like it. Yeah so thats me. No one can call me emo anymore. I never was emo, but now if I am anything I am PUNK ROCK. HAH.
On one hand I am sad and depressed and confused and I don't know what to make out of a situation and it is really wearing on me because I usually don't care about that kind of stuff. It's like its different this time and I really don't like it. But I do.
On the other hand life is so happy today, because I went over to my friend's house last night and Carson was there and he had tossed back a few brewskis and he told me about how he had given himself a haircut the previous day. He was sick of his hair so he cut it himself. It looks horrible. I thought it was funny, and the man wasn't drunk, just a little buzzed, and I wasn't planning on staying for too long, just making an apperance. SOOOOOOOO, I let him cut my hair. To be quite honest it looks like ABSOLUTE SHIT. But, the world is so much more fun when you have random chunks missing from your hair. Plus I ended up not having to work today, so I got to work on the new Elite Stranger website and kick back and relax. Plus I got to enjoy my new haircut. Carson says that we are so punk-rawk. I personally think it is the coolest haircut either of us have ever had. Its like the episode on reccess when TJ gives Mikey a haircut and pretends its cool and all the kids on the playground get one and they call it "The Mikey". We totally have "The Mikey". We are so punk rock.
But still this is me as a missing something, confused, BORED, infatuated, sad, happy, emotional, stressed out and inspired train wreck. I feel like go to church, writing a poem, smoking a cigarrette, and watching an R-Rated movie all at once! URRGGGHHH I can't stand this. But really, its cool and I think I like it. Yeah so thats me. No one can call me emo anymore. I never was emo, but now if I am anything I am PUNK ROCK. HAH.