My life sucks right now. It's not unbearable or anything but a series of hardships and annoyances and embarassments have have befallen me.
First off, I said something very rude to my friend (it was a joke but I said it without thinking and it was very hurtful and I'm incredibly ashamed).
Second, I probably failed my classes this term. It's one class but there's a lab and a lecture so I could it as two since I'm there 6 hours a week.
Third, I really miss Gabe right now. It's only been a week since I've seen him, but I have hardly so much as heard from him during that time, and before that it was a long time since I'd seen him too.
Fourth, I have to go camping tomorrow with some friends. I really wanted Gabe to come but it doesn't look good. Here's why: the girl he's been covering for for 3 weeks while she was in Hawaii just got back. And when Gabe asked if she could cover him Saturday and Sunday she said no because she had already made plans. Hello? Fuck that. She took a week longer than she was supposed to anyways and Gabe and the pregnant woman picked up the slack. And now she's off making plans? I'm sorry but that's fucking bullshit.
Fifth, I need a shower but don't want to take one until tomorrow. But I think I will anyway.
In happy news, I've been kicking ass at rewriting my book. So far I've shortened it about 266 words-only about 3/4 to one page in a book. That's because I had to cut a lot of useless shit out, and I mean pages. So I added a whole bunch in other places and that made up for all but 260 words. Pretty clever, huh? Just kidding.
I also watched A Boy and His Dog. With Don Johnson when he was like... younger than I am now probably. Way cute except for that southern accent. It was a pretty good movie except for the part in what they called Down Under. It was not Australia though. It was under the ground. Think of 1984 meets Pollyanna. Add some white make-up and red cheeks. That's it. Other than that, not too shabby for it's time and budget. Man, I love post-apocalyptic!
I know it's selfish but I wish for it every day. No, I don't want people to get hurt. I just wish it would just be that way and nobody had to die. I'd be happy. Okay enough of my craziness. I guess it's almost time for bed, so I'd better get my ass in gear. Bye for now... everyone take care.
First off, I said something very rude to my friend (it was a joke but I said it without thinking and it was very hurtful and I'm incredibly ashamed).
Second, I probably failed my classes this term. It's one class but there's a lab and a lecture so I could it as two since I'm there 6 hours a week.
Third, I really miss Gabe right now. It's only been a week since I've seen him, but I have hardly so much as heard from him during that time, and before that it was a long time since I'd seen him too.
Fourth, I have to go camping tomorrow with some friends. I really wanted Gabe to come but it doesn't look good. Here's why: the girl he's been covering for for 3 weeks while she was in Hawaii just got back. And when Gabe asked if she could cover him Saturday and Sunday she said no because she had already made plans. Hello? Fuck that. She took a week longer than she was supposed to anyways and Gabe and the pregnant woman picked up the slack. And now she's off making plans? I'm sorry but that's fucking bullshit.
Fifth, I need a shower but don't want to take one until tomorrow. But I think I will anyway.
In happy news, I've been kicking ass at rewriting my book. So far I've shortened it about 266 words-only about 3/4 to one page in a book. That's because I had to cut a lot of useless shit out, and I mean pages. So I added a whole bunch in other places and that made up for all but 260 words. Pretty clever, huh? Just kidding.
I also watched A Boy and His Dog. With Don Johnson when he was like... younger than I am now probably. Way cute except for that southern accent. It was a pretty good movie except for the part in what they called Down Under. It was not Australia though. It was under the ground. Think of 1984 meets Pollyanna. Add some white make-up and red cheeks. That's it. Other than that, not too shabby for it's time and budget. Man, I love post-apocalyptic!
I know it's selfish but I wish for it every day. No, I don't want people to get hurt. I just wish it would just be that way and nobody had to die. I'd be happy. Okay enough of my craziness. I guess it's almost time for bed, so I'd better get my ass in gear. Bye for now... everyone take care.