| | the internet is not a good means for venting my daily frustrations - it just doesnt do it justice. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| i moved... again.
still in ferndale, though.
i'm now residing at woodward and cambourne (two houses away from a pizza hut!).
i have the best room in the house. the rest of the guys are suckers!
i have access to my own private balcony.
maybe i'll put a hot tub on it? who knows.
(the pokemon drape is a temp. until i go to joann's) | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| i wouldn't lie to you - lying isn't worth it.
so, don't hide anything from me, because it's pointless.
hiding the truth is just as bad as being dishonest. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| this rain is really fucking loud.
i want to go on a vacation. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i don't really know how i got into this habit of staying up late, waking up late, and not really doing anything, ever. i feel as though i'm still trying to get used to the transition of moving a little ways from the area i was most familiar with. not that it's far by any means, everything just seems a little out of the way now. things seem to be going at a fast pace, but in slow motion, if that makes sense. my life seems to only have a few people in it now, which is quite a change from what it used to have. don't get me wrong, the people in it now are great, wonderful even. i just feel as though if i were to have everything i have going on right now laid in front of me, it'd barely be enough to cover my body and help me get a good night of sleep.
i suppose i'm just in one of those moods where i don't feel too special/unique/original/etc. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| So, in case you haven't really been up to par with my life. I'll provide you with a little splash.
I've moved to Ferndale. It's a good time. I live in a house with a couple of kids from this band I'm in called NO, REALLY! It's the first band Rob Weber and I have been in that wasn't a joke. So, you guys should check it out. http://www.myspace.com/noreallyrockandroll
I met an extremely cute girl named Olivia. We've only been together for about a week, but things are going great and it feels like I've known her for quite some time. She's a dynamite hula hooper.
I'm still working at the bar. They want me to fly solo behind the non-smoking bar this winter. I don't know how I feel about that. Drunk people sometimes annoy the hell out of me. Plus, I'm getting sick of serving people in general.
Nothing else has really been that dramatic of a change. I need to go turn in the keys to my old apartment before they decide to pull some shit. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | I haven't been this excited for anything in a long time. What I'm talking about is my life, of course. Things are finally looking up and I'm not looking back. I'll take whatever comes my way head on with my feet firmly planted. I'll go as high as the clouds and never come down. Yadda yadda yadda. Life is grand. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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