Hey...
Yeah...
Wierd day.
Came upon me that I realized that I need an unplugged sinus by tuesday, or I am fucked.
I mean fucked.
Cuz I need to get into the military.
And the only jobs I would be willing to do are airborne infantry and special forces. Cuz everything else, well, doesn't fit with me, for a variety of reasons.
At any rate, If I don't get in, I am screwed, because the only thing I am good at is thinking fast. And I am a decent shot, but thinking is the main thing. So I need a degree to get into any good fields. However I cannot pay for such a service, as I have not enough to afford Community College, let alone a real one.
And for some reason, this all dawned on me, and stewed whilst watching National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Don't know why. Spent an hour after that in a violent, destructive, crying mess. Don't know why this bothers me as much as it does. I do know that I have what it takes to make it, and this is not my only option, but it just freaks me out. Tore up all my good luck balloons that were all over the house, threw out the enlistment shit that was framed and whatnot, yeah...
Was calmed down by father, which is more a suprise than my own actions were to me. He is the last person on the face of the earth you want to talk to when you flip out.
Currently allowing afrin, sudafed, and nyquil to mix with the yuengling in my stomach, in the hopes that it clears up the sinuses, cannot get ears to pop and need them to by tuesday morning.
Moving away from that, thanks to punkasswhitegirl, random funny shit helps a lot with this shitty mood. We all need more of that, and the amount we have is not satisfactory...
Yeah...
Wierd day.
Came upon me that I realized that I need an unplugged sinus by tuesday, or I am fucked.
I mean fucked.
Cuz I need to get into the military.
And the only jobs I would be willing to do are airborne infantry and special forces. Cuz everything else, well, doesn't fit with me, for a variety of reasons.
At any rate, If I don't get in, I am screwed, because the only thing I am good at is thinking fast. And I am a decent shot, but thinking is the main thing. So I need a degree to get into any good fields. However I cannot pay for such a service, as I have not enough to afford Community College, let alone a real one.
And for some reason, this all dawned on me, and stewed whilst watching National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Don't know why. Spent an hour after that in a violent, destructive, crying mess. Don't know why this bothers me as much as it does. I do know that I have what it takes to make it, and this is not my only option, but it just freaks me out. Tore up all my good luck balloons that were all over the house, threw out the enlistment shit that was framed and whatnot, yeah...
Was calmed down by father, which is more a suprise than my own actions were to me. He is the last person on the face of the earth you want to talk to when you flip out.
Currently allowing afrin, sudafed, and nyquil to mix with the yuengling in my stomach, in the hopes that it clears up the sinuses, cannot get ears to pop and need them to by tuesday morning.
Moving away from that, thanks to punkasswhitegirl, random funny shit helps a lot with this shitty mood. We all need more of that, and the amount we have is not satisfactory...