I've always been afraid of being close to people
Now I'm afraid of never being close with anyone.
I've been working on that a lot lately
It's coming along quite nicely.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I'm way too exhausted to be at school right now
I have roughly half an hour until my next class, then a nice hour and a half break until my last class that I'll probably spend napping in whatever comfy corner I can find.
That is, unless this Amp energy drink does what it's supposed to, fingers are crossed.
Anyway, lately a lot of stuff has happened. First of all I got one of these fancy ass netbooks, pretty nice buy I must say. Then last Thursday when I awoke my roommate was talking about this dog she saw at the pound (why she went to the pound in the first place is not yet clear to me, but whatever) Long story short, we ended up coming home with a 9 year old beagle/border collie mix named Trapper. He was going to be euthanized (sp?) so our little bleeding hearts refused to see that happen. He is seriously the smartest dog I have owned (which isn't saying much, the two dogs I had growing up were about as smart as my left shoe) It's nice having him around, he's great company. Pets are so nice, they give you unconditional love and ask for so little in return. It hasn't even been a week since we brought him home and he's already adjusted well, become loyal and loving, and thankfully hasn't relieved himself anywhere in the house (knock on wood)
That really has no relevance to anything important, it's just nice to talk about.
I had a dream last night that the Cubs won the World Series, irrelevant as well, but still nice to talk about.
My next class starts soon, it's Inter-personnel Communications. Which frankly is a sad excuse for a class. It's like a over-sized group therapy session, except there's no personal progress made at all. The teacher is obviously a raging alcoholic in denial, and after every thing she says she asks, in this annoying high pitched voice voice, "So how does that make YOU feel"
To be honest it makes me feel like running her over with a bus, but sadly that wont get me college credit. I swear to god if it did, I'd have a Ph.D in it by now, and would have better things to worry about than the however many steps there is to one-on-one conversation.
Goddammit.
I'm really upset with myself for not writing as much during the summer. Not that college is hard (I mean, Bush DID graduate from Yale) it's just time consuming, and I find that there is little time to write anything for my own peace of mind. I'm now apart of this writers group type thing. "The Underground Writers Guild." We meet about once a week and just workshop and do random writing exercises. I've only been to one meeting so far, but hopefully it'll be a nice little outlet.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to pee.
That is, unless this Amp energy drink does what it's supposed to, fingers are crossed.
Anyway, lately a lot of stuff has happened. First of all I got one of these fancy ass netbooks, pretty nice buy I must say. Then last Thursday when I awoke my roommate was talking about this dog she saw at the pound (why she went to the pound in the first place is not yet clear to me, but whatever) Long story short, we ended up coming home with a 9 year old beagle/border collie mix named Trapper. He was going to be euthanized (sp?) so our little bleeding hearts refused to see that happen. He is seriously the smartest dog I have owned (which isn't saying much, the two dogs I had growing up were about as smart as my left shoe) It's nice having him around, he's great company. Pets are so nice, they give you unconditional love and ask for so little in return. It hasn't even been a week since we brought him home and he's already adjusted well, become loyal and loving, and thankfully hasn't relieved himself anywhere in the house (knock on wood)
That really has no relevance to anything important, it's just nice to talk about.
I had a dream last night that the Cubs won the World Series, irrelevant as well, but still nice to talk about.
My next class starts soon, it's Inter-personnel Communications. Which frankly is a sad excuse for a class. It's like a over-sized group therapy session, except there's no personal progress made at all. The teacher is obviously a raging alcoholic in denial, and after every thing she says she asks, in this annoying high pitched voice voice, "So how does that make YOU feel"
To be honest it makes me feel like running her over with a bus, but sadly that wont get me college credit. I swear to god if it did, I'd have a Ph.D in it by now, and would have better things to worry about than the however many steps there is to one-on-one conversation.
Goddammit.
I'm really upset with myself for not writing as much during the summer. Not that college is hard (I mean, Bush DID graduate from Yale) it's just time consuming, and I find that there is little time to write anything for my own peace of mind. I'm now apart of this writers group type thing. "The Underground Writers Guild." We meet about once a week and just workshop and do random writing exercises. I've only been to one meeting so far, but hopefully it'll be a nice little outlet.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to pee.
5:54am
First of all, this whole health care reform crap that's been a big debate has really began to get on my nerves.
The simple fact is, Americans are greedy
We're going to eat what we want, smoke what we want, drink what we want, and fuck what we want, then we're going to expect to have the government pay the bills when the consequences set in.
Here's an idea, quit being goddamn morons, that'll solve about 99.9% of this country's problems.
Stop listening to what whichever celebrity is in the spotlight and form your own opinions
Actually put some thought into what you're doing.
If you fuck up, take the blame, seriously, other people will see your mistakes and learn from them.
You can blame anyone you want, it's not going to change anything.
Oh, and if you want to solve the other .1%
Make it mandatory for Taco Bell's to be open 24/7
It'll stimulate the economy AND help my constant cravings for a 6am chicken quesadilla
I should run for president.
I'll post something worth reading soon. Maybe tomorrow between classes.
I have a lot to say, but when I actually have the time to post something I seem to lose it all.
But now that I have this handy-dandy netbook (not to be confused with a 'handy-dandy notebook') it should make getting my thoughts in physical form a lot easier.
Goodnight
The simple fact is, Americans are greedy
We're going to eat what we want, smoke what we want, drink what we want, and fuck what we want, then we're going to expect to have the government pay the bills when the consequences set in.
Here's an idea, quit being goddamn morons, that'll solve about 99.9% of this country's problems.
Stop listening to what whichever celebrity is in the spotlight and form your own opinions
Actually put some thought into what you're doing.
If you fuck up, take the blame, seriously, other people will see your mistakes and learn from them.
You can blame anyone you want, it's not going to change anything.
Oh, and if you want to solve the other .1%
Make it mandatory for Taco Bell's to be open 24/7
It'll stimulate the economy AND help my constant cravings for a 6am chicken quesadilla
I should run for president.
I'll post something worth reading soon. Maybe tomorrow between classes.
I have a lot to say, but when I actually have the time to post something I seem to lose it all.
But now that I have this handy-dandy netbook (not to be confused with a 'handy-dandy notebook') it should make getting my thoughts in physical form a lot easier.
Goodnight
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