Once again, i'm reminded of the reasons that I wanted to leave this town 3 1/2 years ago. It's all bad luck, bad influences, drama, and dickloads of stupid fucking hicks.
I have a year left of college. It really makes me wish I didn't take a year off trying to transfer. I could be out of here in just a few more days instead of an entire year from now. Don't get me wrong I damn well fucking tried to transfer. The first time, I needed recommendations from a teacher, my advisor, and my dept. dean. Well UNT (an very good art school north of Dallas) only got 1 recommendation from the lazy fucks at ULM. Thanks for that assholes. The second time, Nicholls (a school close to my hometown) only accepted 18 hours of the 45 hours I had already, and there was no fucking way I was starting over as a freshman when i was quite close to being a junior.
I have nothing but constant bad luck here. I mean I can't even keep my car running strong for a week. I can't keep over $20 before I get paid again because everytime I turn around I gotta spend my entire check on bills or just a tiny bit to eat to hold me over till the end of the day.
Shit, I couldn't even commit to not smoking or drinking for a year here. I mean I don't really blame anything my own weak will for that. The only part that I really fuckin hate about it is that someone I considered a best friend hates me now because of it.
I can't even get a better job. I tried. No one who pays well will give me hours worth a shit and work with my schedule. I mean I love Spencer's and all, but they are a fucked up company. I've been there 2 1/2 years and I still only make $6 an hour. Fuck! My homie, Jada, been working a store just down from us for only 4 months and she makes the same as me! I didn't get promoted to assistant manager because of my school hours. Well our new asst. manager comes to fucking ULM, and isn't available just as much as I'm not! How fucked up is that shit? I could fucking do that job with my eyes closed. If they gave me a set of keys and an alarm code, I'm sure I could fucking handle everything required, and if I couldn't I'm know I could figure it out in a few minutes or less.
Either way with the price of gas and keeping my car running it's almost not even fucking worth it to drive back & forth to school/work every fucking day. And what for anyway? To make a few meazley dollars and keep struggling for nothing more than a migraine and aggrevation? Sure I could sit at home and just not do anything at all anymore. It's not like I can afford the bills that I have now anyway.
I don't even know what keeps me going, honestly. There is nothing in this town for me, and there damn sure never will be.
Basically all this blog is, is a big FUCK YOU to Monroe/West Monroe, Spencer's, ULM, & rednecks.
As Tupac once said:
"Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger
Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is
What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world baby"
I have a year left of college. It really makes me wish I didn't take a year off trying to transfer. I could be out of here in just a few more days instead of an entire year from now. Don't get me wrong I damn well fucking tried to transfer. The first time, I needed recommendations from a teacher, my advisor, and my dept. dean. Well UNT (an very good art school north of Dallas) only got 1 recommendation from the lazy fucks at ULM. Thanks for that assholes. The second time, Nicholls (a school close to my hometown) only accepted 18 hours of the 45 hours I had already, and there was no fucking way I was starting over as a freshman when i was quite close to being a junior.
I have nothing but constant bad luck here. I mean I can't even keep my car running strong for a week. I can't keep over $20 before I get paid again because everytime I turn around I gotta spend my entire check on bills or just a tiny bit to eat to hold me over till the end of the day.
Shit, I couldn't even commit to not smoking or drinking for a year here. I mean I don't really blame anything my own weak will for that. The only part that I really fuckin hate about it is that someone I considered a best friend hates me now because of it.
I can't even get a better job. I tried. No one who pays well will give me hours worth a shit and work with my schedule. I mean I love Spencer's and all, but they are a fucked up company. I've been there 2 1/2 years and I still only make $6 an hour. Fuck! My homie, Jada, been working a store just down from us for only 4 months and she makes the same as me! I didn't get promoted to assistant manager because of my school hours. Well our new asst. manager comes to fucking ULM, and isn't available just as much as I'm not! How fucked up is that shit? I could fucking do that job with my eyes closed. If they gave me a set of keys and an alarm code, I'm sure I could fucking handle everything required, and if I couldn't I'm know I could figure it out in a few minutes or less.
Either way with the price of gas and keeping my car running it's almost not even fucking worth it to drive back & forth to school/work every fucking day. And what for anyway? To make a few meazley dollars and keep struggling for nothing more than a migraine and aggrevation? Sure I could sit at home and just not do anything at all anymore. It's not like I can afford the bills that I have now anyway.
I don't even know what keeps me going, honestly. There is nothing in this town for me, and there damn sure never will be.
Basically all this blog is, is a big FUCK YOU to Monroe/West Monroe, Spencer's, ULM, & rednecks.
As Tupac once said:
"Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger
Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is
What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world baby"
But...( I know this is what everybody says ) thinkgs will get better over time, everyone has to put in their dirt to make it through... so just don't give up