okay, so i haven't kept up with this like i was planning to. i've been busy, i guess. maybe not too busy to write in this, but i guess my mind has been elsewhere and i keep forgetting.
that or i've just been too lazy.
anyway, i hate my job. i'm miserable. i want to die every morning i wake up with the knowledge i have to work. i should find a new job.
but again, i'm probably just too lazy.
i went to get a new car today, but apparently, my taurus is worth about $1.00 and i still have $1,000,000.00 to go until it's paid off. it may be an exaggeration, but that's surely how it feels. i want a chevy. not a shit box ford. maybe i shouldn't talk that way about it. i might jinx it. it's been good to me so far.
indiana jones was good but it wasn't. i still haven't made up my mind. it's all just too surreal for some reason. the experience of watching it exists in my mind as a foggy dream.
i like to write music. i'm a film major. i'll have my bachelor's soon. what am i going to do with it? raspberries i say.
i like a girl that is far, far out of reach. why do i always pick the ones hardest for me to get.
i'm pretty sure there's an obvious answer to that.