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i am 22 years old. i work at outback steakhouse in the infamous "villages," where i sell my soul regularly to retired senior citizens in the area for a good tip. i've written enough of these mini life stories to know that the basics, to you, are probably all that matter. nice to meet you.Thursday, May 28, 2009
go, debt, go!
i wonder if i'll ever get out of the little financial hole i'm in. on a positive note: the "recession" doesn't phase me. on a negative note: that's because my life is a recession. i don't even know where my debt came from. i have a nice laptop, fairly nice cameras, and a crappy car. that's not debt worthy! my car was paid for in cash, too.
i don't regret getting a credit card, because realistically i wouldn't have my lovely gadgets that allow me to express myself otherwise.
i gladly sacrifice the things i can't afford to do (because of credit card payments) for the things that really make me happy. and for as long as i've had the internet i've easily downloaded programs, music and movies that probably surpass my debts.
così è la vita. and mi debt es tu debt. kowabunga.
i don't regret getting a credit card, because realistically i wouldn't have my lovely gadgets that allow me to express myself otherwise.
i gladly sacrifice the things i can't afford to do (because of credit card payments) for the things that really make me happy. and for as long as i've had the internet i've easily downloaded programs, music and movies that probably surpass my debts.
così è la vita. and mi debt es tu debt. kowabunga.
Friday, May 8, 2009
hey here's an idea...
oh life, i wish i could quit you.
i have this theory: don't do drugs. aside from tequila, i've enjoyed every influence i've ever been under, and that is a very scary thought. i don't do/try certain drugs because i'll probably like them. i'm not straight edge or uptight, this is plain and simple. i've never heard anybody say "i tried crack, hated it, not for me."
why can't people chill the eff out, take a [normal] dose of xanax and get over it. why does everyone numb their pain with even more pain? it makes no sense.
it's easy for me to say this considering i've never done anything too crazy, but i stick to what i know.
you might: snort something up your nose.
i might: cry and then blow my nose.
we'll both lose sleep and wake up with puffy eyes, but i'll still have my money and my kisses won't taste like battery acid. if you need me to i'll punch you in the face 'til you cry, because maybe that's all you really need.
i guess i'm bitter. if you have a drug you love, keep it to yourself. i'm so tired of watching people destroy their life (and mine) over a pill or powder. i also really hate that everyone at my job is turning into an addict of some kind.
get OVER IT. it's this new pill, i'll sell it to you for $5. comes with a free kick in the face and a box of tissues.
i have this theory: don't do drugs. aside from tequila, i've enjoyed every influence i've ever been under, and that is a very scary thought. i don't do/try certain drugs because i'll probably like them. i'm not straight edge or uptight, this is plain and simple. i've never heard anybody say "i tried crack, hated it, not for me."
why can't people chill the eff out, take a [normal] dose of xanax and get over it. why does everyone numb their pain with even more pain? it makes no sense.
it's easy for me to say this considering i've never done anything too crazy, but i stick to what i know.
you might: snort something up your nose.
i might: cry and then blow my nose.
we'll both lose sleep and wake up with puffy eyes, but i'll still have my money and my kisses won't taste like battery acid. if you need me to i'll punch you in the face 'til you cry, because maybe that's all you really need.
i guess i'm bitter. if you have a drug you love, keep it to yourself. i'm so tired of watching people destroy their life (and mine) over a pill or powder. i also really hate that everyone at my job is turning into an addict of some kind.
get OVER IT. it's this new pill, i'll sell it to you for $5. comes with a free kick in the face and a box of tissues.
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