Today…in the car on mii way to the train…

Thanks Chris…

So yeah… I’m at that point in my life where I feel like I’m not sure who I am, where I’m headed, and what I stand for. I would usually say that “things have been soo hard”, but no. Things have been pretty easy, I know what’s wrong and I’m fixing it. I’m no longer being a dramatic con artist. It’s getting old, I think….

I really love cookies…

F U C K O F F

I need to do something with myself…

I AM STARTING TO LOSE GRIP OF WHO I AM AND WHAT I STAND FOR…

That doesn’t seem healthy. At all. I don’t know what it is…

I can’t seem to do anything the way I have it all mapped out in my airy little head. SHYT!

What am I?

Who am I?

What the F U C K  do I stand for?

Am I a writer? As I like to tell people “yes”, but wtf do I do with all of this “talent” that I have bottled up in my bony little body?

You got it Jack, absolutley nothing…

I am a waste of a specimen. A wast of time and talent that could be given to someone who will actually prosper from it. All I seem to be doing with it, is writing a half-assed opinion on a blog here and there, ONCE IN A WHILE.

sHYT.

I suck. officially.

I want to be a nationally syndicated columnist. Damn. That’s a huge aspiration for me. I want it. I NEED it.

and yet, what am I doing to obtain it?

NOTHING.

Sitting on my ass at work, typing out a not-so-angry-but-still-a-little-frustrated-blog about my woes and sorrows. Oh my gosh I am so pathetic!!!!!

12345678…. keep your composure.

Nope!

I am having insane financial difficulties this week. I am depressed because I have no-one to sensually lean on, and I just wanna become a drunk.

Wyno’s get 2 have all the fun!

Damn. Better stick to pot.

Kizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ugggh!

Haha, working again…

Loving it sooo much, but once again..

…it controls my every move.

But I think that’s a good thing.

Ya know???

Hard.

I really feel like crap on a stick.

I haven’t really been doing anything productive with myself. That’s such a shame because I have way more potential that I give myself credit for. I can’t sit and worry myself as to why a lot of the people I trust are hurting me. They just are, I guess I’m just the person right now who Is on a lot of people’s “People to care less about” list. ::sighs::

Oh well, I guess this section of my life is called, making it through…

Hopefully I can…

Loving the old pictures.

Damn. I musta been like 17.