Nearly 3 Am and I'm still awake. What a surprise. I need to get regular sleep schedule soon because I leave for work in just over 2 weeks, and once there I'll need to be up at 630-7 every morning to deal with the little buggers. Anyways, I'm really looking forward to it. The place forces me to be raw. like. Real me vs. world, shows me how I am with working. Yes I am with friends (hopefully. big turn over year but I highly doubt Doug hires a bunch of buttclowns) so it's something to look forward to. Because living at home doesn't do much for me, not many friends hereleft because of the life I've lead while I was in this place so I stay in bed, with my movies online, comic books, and occasionally food. Food needs to increase because I somehow have lost weight. Me. Weight gone. Thought impossible, apparently not. But I don't want to rush out of here for camp, nor do I truly wish I was back at school because I am here. Home. It still is home as much as it has changed on me. And I am one of those fools who believes in purpose and reason. So I'm not rushing to leave though I do welcome it. In the words of Dawson, from the great movie, especially for summer, Dazed and Confused: Well, all I'm saying is that I want to look back and say that I did I the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place... Dogged as many girls as I could while I was stuck in this place. Not that I'm playing ball here. Or Dogging girls. Which I have shamefully done in the past.
Anyways, to prove my point and spread this amazing song that is hard to find here is an epic song to listen to for all occasions, except dancing or like rocking out. Well, yes to rocking out just...by yourself in that goofy cathardic way. not Jam fest with your bros in upsidedown visors with prefrayed brims and crap.
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