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I cut my hair tonight. But you don't need to see a picture. I also gauged my ears to a 4. I know, exciting news.
Spring break last week. Saw some bands in Austin. Saw Fall Out Boy here. Good show, stupid little kids.
School sucks. I'm not sure I'll be going to college next semester. I suck and it's not worth the money.
I need a job. Someone find me one.
I've lost all motivation to do anything, really. All I'd like to do is sit around and watch tv. And movies. Listen to music. And occasionally lay out by the pool and get skin cancer.
I really like sleeping, but I can't even seem to do a lot of that anymore. Nyquil is a good friend of mine.
Its recently come to my attention that I don't have many friends anymore. Its not really a problem. I do things by myself. Or drag one of my roommates with me. Sometimes I miss having someone to go to the zoo with. Oh well.
Things are pretty stupid right now, but I suppose that's nothing new.
I'm poor. That's really not new. I can't go to Underoath/Fear Before the March of Flames/whoever else is touring with them. That really sucks.
The Get Up Kids are saying farewell. Their last tour isn't coming to Texas, of course. Thank you Texas. One more reason I can hate you.
I'm sure I can think of more to complain about, but I'll spare you. Like you're actually reading this, anyway.
Goodnight.
Spring break last week. Saw some bands in Austin. Saw Fall Out Boy here. Good show, stupid little kids.
School sucks. I'm not sure I'll be going to college next semester. I suck and it's not worth the money.
I need a job. Someone find me one.
I've lost all motivation to do anything, really. All I'd like to do is sit around and watch tv. And movies. Listen to music. And occasionally lay out by the pool and get skin cancer.
I really like sleeping, but I can't even seem to do a lot of that anymore. Nyquil is a good friend of mine.
Its recently come to my attention that I don't have many friends anymore. Its not really a problem. I do things by myself. Or drag one of my roommates with me. Sometimes I miss having someone to go to the zoo with. Oh well.
Things are pretty stupid right now, but I suppose that's nothing new.
I'm poor. That's really not new. I can't go to Underoath/Fear Before the March of Flames/whoever else is touring with them. That really sucks.
The Get Up Kids are saying farewell. Their last tour isn't coming to Texas, of course. Thank you Texas. One more reason I can hate you.
I'm sure I can think of more to complain about, but I'll spare you. Like you're actually reading this, anyway.
Goodnight.