... But with you, I know it's no good.
#namethoselyrics
Almost done with my first week of classes in, what, a year? Two? Three? Who knows. It... it's still school. It's nice knowing how most of my profs work cos I know exactly what I need to do. (Read. A lot. A fucking lot.)
I'm officially the FSL at work. This means I have to log 36 hours a week. Since I really don't feel like devoting 30 hours of my time between Friday-Sunday, this means I have to work a few hours on Monday and Wednesday. This makes me sad. But... I've gotta figure out something here. Somehow, someway, I won't fuck this up.
Ever notice that I rarely type out "Wednesday"? Yeah, fuck that word. Fuck it hard.
I really just want to keep getting drunk and playing Skyrim. I really need to work on Truth. But whenever I have free time, I want to drink. When I drink, I can't really write well. Also, I'm sort of... stuck. I don't know what to do with the next chapter. I mean, i know it's time for the music concert/disney movie night but... how do I GET there? I don't even know. I think, finally, I'm working up the inspiration to write it. That is, if I can ever stop reading these fucking books for class. "Oh, it's only 20 pages." Fuck you, that's 20 pages for every goddamned class I'm IN you mother fucking douche. I read a short novel every night.
#whining
I try to keep myself upbeat and on the right track, and usually it works. When it doesn't work, I get shitfaced before 5pm even thinks about rolling around. Oops.
This is the part where I mention how SOMEONE doesn't answer her phone, and it makes me really sad. Not that I usually have anything good to say. But there have been a few times when I've been like "well, maybe I could give her a call and take my mind off things." But then I realize that that's a stupid idea and she's either A; at work or B; 17 miles away from her phone.
No harm, no foul though.
Anyway. I have to be up for class in, like, 8 hours. I know, right? Getting up at 9:30 so I can shower before class. It's ridiculous. Then again, since when am I even THINKING about bed at 1-2 am? Now. Right now I am. Which works since I work at 2am on Friday. (Which I'm not supposed to since I'm the FSL <____<)
I thought I had more to say. But I just got pretty sleepy. So, you know, gonna go read some Bible stuff for class and fall asleep. Or just fall asleep. That works too.
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I've been meaning to reply to those texts...but I've really got nothing other than, 'Uh...holy shit dude.' It was 33 by the way. When I checked my phone and it said that, I thought it was lying. Ive also been meaning to tell you you've been slacking. No updates here or on the story. Tch. Also, you always update this really freaking late. I'm tempted to see if there is a single entry not written between midnight and 5:00am. There's probably one posted and like, 11:58, because you would. Anyways. Back to work. Again.
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