So Flume played Juicy by Biggie in a remix and I went ghetto on all those indie cunts and rapped the whole fucking thing. Boom!
Today I had brunch with my best friend, went shopping and caught up with another dear friend, watched the new ep of Game of Thrones, spoke to the cutest person ever at work and had an incredibly fun shift with all my other co-workers.
Mondays only suck if you let ‘em.
- My pet goldfish, Lex Luthor, died this morning
- He was 5 years old
- Speaking of birthdays, I’m spending mine at the Mountain Goat brewery, and you’re all invited
- One of my oldest friends got married yesterday
- And she’s pregnant
- I cried, ha!
- My great grandmother also said I’m going to burn in the fiery pits of hell if I don’t “turn my life around”
- Whatever forever
my brother just walked into my room in only underwear to check out himself in my full length mirror and didn’t realize i was there til i coughed. his reasoning was “i do this sometimes….after i do legs at the gym.” we’re definitely related.
Monday Night Word Vomit
- I have uni tomorrow for the first time in four/five months
- I’m nervous
- Mainly because I’ve chosen to specialise in PR
- What if I’ve made the wrong life choice
- I’m just going to end up as an literature/philosophy/history teacher anyway
- I’ve already chosen what I’m wearing
- Before I do my readings
- Priorities, bro.
- I just hope it’s a good day
- I’m gonna go watch HIMYM til I pass out
This time last year I was suffering from depression, unemployed (with $50 in my savings account), had just been dumped by a shit cunt and one of my closest friends gave up on me.
Now I’m working two jobs, getting ready to sign papers on a brand new VW, about to start my graduating year of uni, and I’m surrounded by the most beautiful people I love dearly. I have never been happier.
It gets easier guys, you just gotta push through.
almost booked to get my leg piece and my P’s this morning.
came so close.
I’m actually getting really sick of hearing about getting drunk or stoned. Like, I love being drunk and high, but maybe I don’t want to do that all the fucking time. Maybe I want to be sober when we talk and maybe I want to have an actual conversation about something meaningful and maybe I want to be aware of my surroundings and who I’m with and what I’m participating in rather than just be lost in this haze of confusion the whole damn time.
idk man idk. shit’s getting old quick.
Hanging out with someone who got arrested two weeks ago. What am I even doing with my life?
So today I got told by a friend of mine that a woman at work has accused me of having a shit attitude towards my job and that my boss “made a mistake and wasted her time hiring me.”
Umm…I’m working 30+ hours (sometimes 40+) weekly at two separate jobs. I am literally running around for six, if not seven, days of the week between jobs. I actually don’t remember the last time I had a proper nights sleep because I am too damn busy working my arse off.
I am so fucked off right now I can’t see straight because the accusation that I don’t do my job properly totally goes against everything I’ve been doing for the past 2 months or so.
My cat, Jude.