The gene for engaging in conversations with females was written very poorly with me. Donnie thinks that making a MySpace with remedy that so that they engage me, thus resulting in me meeting more females. Is it worth it? It's effing Myspace. Gross.
So, last night I started thinking about my life. What I have done, what I want to do and what I think I'm gonna do in reality to what I wanna do. Not necessariy with higher education or my job status, just life in general. I didn't feel to great after. I've basically felt like, "Ehh, whatever." I want to continue college, but cant figure out what to major in. I've been thinking about my job, and if I will get tired back after the mandatory layoff and thinking about relationships, be it with family or friends. After work, I went to my mom's house, spent a little time with my brothers, which I miss, and headed back to the APT. From there it was just about relaxing and forgetting about everything at that time.
I hate to say it, but I started to drink, alone. Nothing crazy, but just enough to chillax. I didn't want to fell like I had been the passed couple days. I felt a little depressed, just with where I wanted to go in life and that thought of how I was actually gonna get there. Really, I dunno what I wanna do. I have been stuck in this phase for a while; "What do I major in, do this, do that, is it worth it?" I'm stuck in a mental rut and don't feel like working my way out of it. I wanna float here, just in the space, and just see what happens. I just wanna work and see what opportunities come to me, not me trying to find those opportunities. Smart? I don't know, I don't care. Fuck it.
I may add more to thispost, I don't know, don't know if I have enough time.
Movie of the year.
It was an incredible experience seeing it at 10pm, the first
showing. The audience was between 19 and 22 years old, and I would bet that they
were inspired to see this film by various online influences.
Rubber snakes were being thrown around, people were in costumes
laughing, cheering, hooting and hollering throughout the movie. yet,
they had parts that made you jump, which made it kind of like a real
movie. It was the atmosphere of the audience that made this movie
something, something great, something worth remembering. Sam Jackson
also helped.
Now that I have moved out of my mom's house and into an apartment with my friend, I have realized that I keep a lot of "junk."
Old business cards, weird newspaper clippings, boxes from packages, old gum wrappers with
numbers from girls I've have liked. Most of the shit I moved in here is
junk, really.
I guess that I have always held on to stuff for a long time, unnecessarily long. You can say that I am kind of a pack rat.
Why do we hold onto these things, really? Memories? "Might as well
hold on to it" types of items? Or is it that we would rather be
safe than sorry.
I can only assume that their are other pack rats out there. Here is some of my junk: This and these
What kind of weird/useless/stupid junk do you hold on to?
Why are you holding onto it/them?
Some fool ordered 20 hot dogs today at Costco. I laughed for a
second and said, "Yeah Right." He maintained a straight face and said
nothing. Panic! At the Costco. With the twenty hot dogs comes 20
drinks. Luckily he had to use the fountain to fill 'em up, instead up
us doing it. He was there for a while.
No more of this 'waking up at 5 pm' crap, I'm doing something tomorrow. Donnie and I may go long boarding, the first time i might add after my devastating and traumatic crash. I'm all healed now, but i am a little rusty on the board.
I have sent out so many of these brilliant messages
either by email or phone, I'm not even kidding. 30% more people will
see this movie because of the hype I am creating, not like it needs any
though.
I took a lot, so it will take a while to narrow 'em down and upload. I'm too lazy to resize all, so it takes a long time.
update:
Here are some of the pictures i took during the fireworks show on the 4th of July. It was an O.K. show. for more photos, visit my Flickr.
