avenged

I am sick. Will someone please come and fix me? Thank you.

Here are the rankings from 1 to 10, 10 being the highest, of the concert I went to tonight.

Shai Hulud = 10, this was their last show with the current singer and they tore shit up like no tomorrow. They also have one of the geekiest names in all of hardcore. I remember back when I first heard of them, I was like, "Shai...
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School has started. And thank God for that. A little bit of structure is JUST what I need right now. The debauch needed to end, or at least fade out for a while.

I do need to write a film, however, as soon as possible and I am having a damned hard time of it. I am competing with 15 other students, all of whom...
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Ok, the friends are gone.
I haven't showered in a week.
I was so hungover today that I couldn't eat.
I stink.
I'm greasy.
My head is full of goo.

What is wrong with my life? It's horrible.

Oh, motherfuck. There is puke on my carpet.

How did it get there?

My eye hurts like a motherfuck. I was watching Old School last night at like 4 am and my right contact lens got a little dry and irritated so I tried to get it out.

That didn't work.

So, I rubbed my eye to see if it would come out.

That's didn't work either.

By the time I finally got it out, my eye was...
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What is it that I do to myself? I must have finally turned into someone I really dislike when what happened this morning does not really surprise me all that much.

First, I wake up, startled to be in bed, at 10:30ish. The last thing I remember is walking across the bar somewhere around 3am toward my brother sitting on the other end. I hate...
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Well, here goes something. I've never really understood these journal things. I mean, I don't find myself particularly interesting, so why should anyone else? I am not particularly deep or wise like Yoda, nor am I terribly funny or remarkably smart. So what the fuck do my bullshit thoughts mean on the grand scale of things? Not very much, I think. Why then do I...
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