Two weeks until school's out...

I don't know how I feel about that. I will be glad to be home for three months, but I think the longer I stay out of there, the more I realize how little there is for me in La Porte. Aside from family and a few friends, I have no reason to ever go back really. I like it here in Lafayette. I like my friends here, there's a sense of belonging I never really got in high school. I have the best friends anyone could ask for with Lacey, Eric, Andrew, and Corey... I wouldn't trade them for the world.

I also realize that I rely way to much on autocorrect in MS Word, because I'm used to it auto-capitalizing my i's.

I'm watching a movie called "Teeth". It is about a girl with vaginal dentata, or "toothed vagina". It's actually quite entertaining.

I need to finish the application to ivytech.

I have apparently gotten the nickname of "Dale". I have no idea why.

I have also fall back in love with Southern Comfort. Best drink ever-
2 oz. SoCo 100 proof
1 can of monster, blue/green/yellow blends.


so good...


i've been digging on some Queen and Metallica lately

I just don't fucking know anymore...

I DON'T know where this whole girl situation is going, and it is verrrry weaksauce.
I DON'T know where my band situation is going...also very weaksauce.
I DON'T know why my car has to be a complete piece of shit ALL the fucking time.
I DON'T know why we are barely friends anymore.
I DON'T know where I'm going with my life.

that is all for that very brief rant.


In other news, I beasted out 11 hours of pizza slinging yesterday, for 65 measly fucking dollars.
i guess with my 5 an hour, that is still like 11 dollars an hour, so i won't bitch.

I hope this weather gets warm, summer can't come soon enough.

Three more weeks, then it's back to the ole' summer monotony. Not that it's a bad thing, monotony can be nice. It's relaxing

I also hope that with me not leaving back to Lafayette for three months will give me time to get shit straight with a few people from back home. See:my brief rant above.

I went 3 days without smoking, it was unanimously agreed that i become highly pissy, socially anxious, and uptight. no bueno.

I make 11 dollars an hour, work anywhere from 25-40 hours a week, and still, by some impossible feat, am always broke.

I need to get my life in order, this year of chaos and lack of structure has thrown me alllll out of whack.

Maybe I should just live in Portage this summer?

I barely eat anymore...no time. I never even think about eating. It is a wierd feeling.
On that note, time to go to the bank, then do my much-belated taxes.

deuces.