Someone please. This is wrong. College isn't for me.

Anyone want to start a band?

So this new year, there’s a lot I need to get done, like…

1. Prove myself capable of owning a car;
So my parents will buy me one before I hit menopause, preferably this summer. Birthday gift perhaps?
2. Get healthy;
…because eating Wendy’s and pizza everyday isn’t going to get me there.
3. Keep in contact with everyone all year round;
College makes ( Read more... )

I'm beginning to realize that I'm not as social as I used to think I was.

Before I continue, let me state that I am fully aware of the comedy of this entry's juxtaposition with that of my last entry. (Prepositional phrases are-- great?)

At the end of the day, when I'm lying in my dorm bed that has seen so many people before me, thinking tired ( Read more... )

(Excuse this entry being poorly written and a tad incoherent but I’m quite tired.)

Well, I didn’t really like college at first, and part of me still isn’t truly enjoying it. Even apart from the school aspect of it. Why? It’s not the lack of friends but rather the lack of best friends.

After a certain point in your life, how can you truly make a new ( Read more... )

So I am finally back in the city that never sleeps for longer than a few days and so far it lacks how much fun I had this summer. But fear not, I have awhile for this trip to become memorable.

But I have huge problem of my life right now, the knowledge versus the action. The refusal to stop questioning, to wonder who I am, to ponder the place I hold ( Read more... )

I think I’m going to order an LED belt buckle from Amazon. It can display 6 different phrases with 254 characters each (512 for the first phrase). With the holiday season coming up, I plan on displaying such gems as, 'fuck this place' 'kill me please kill me now' 'shut your kids fucking mouth' and ‘Santa is not real’.

Me: I don't want to lose him but at the same time I know he's not right for me ( Read more... )

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