PANIC ATTACK! PANIC ATTACK!!!! PANIC ATTACK!!!!!!!

Too many fucking things going on right now, why do always screw myself over so much? Argh!

Some motherfuckers who rolled out of Dante's thought it would be a good idea to start a fight with some kids outside of the monkey pub tonight. We weren't in the mood to fight, so they just tried to talk shit and failed horribly. Then they drove off and shot at all of us with a b.b. gun. All of us were hit. It didn't hurt though, it just felt ( Read more... )

Drunk mothafucka who disappeared almost two hours ago showed up on my doorstep a little bit ago, drunk as fuck and with a black eye. Started off telling a story about how some guy beat him up, and then it turned into 3 guys and 2 girls. Dude does not stop talking until I tell him to shut up, just like how him and his friend wouldn't leave until 5 ( Read more... )

The UPN 11 commercials with the guy who wears the Mariners games in his shirt are getting progressively creepier ( Read more... )

I hate my life right now.

I hate school. I hate school so much. I want it to be over. My brain is already done with school. So is my attention span. I can't sit in front of the computer and actually type coherent thoughts. These next two weeks are going to be tough. I hate thinking academically when forced to.

I just kicked the last two people out of my apartment so I could go to bed, and now I'm not sleepy. Fuck. It's 5 in the fucking morning. I have papers to write later today. And work. Fuck.

Last night was Mr. Nicholas Hernandez's birthday, and I had a lot of fun hanging out at neighbors with some of the crew and dancing my ass off for a couple of songs ( Read more... )

I never realized how terrified I was of graduating until tonight when I almost had a panic attack whilst reading. I am going to be completely done with school in 3 weeks (hopefully). I will have to find a real job. And seriously, I will. I can't keep working at Pagliacci for much longer. I feel like my head is about to explode. I have so many ( Read more... )

Last night I got real drunk and hyper. It was fun. Five of our friends slept over/passed out wherever they landed. That's a lot of people for the size of our apartment. I think our neighbors might hate us now though because we were blasting minor threat, black flag, and bad brains at 3:30 in the morning. Whatevs. I'm really tired and do not ( Read more... )