| 7-29-2003; 12:08pm I'm a useless bastard, who failed his driver's test. I hate myself. 7-28-2003; 6:25pm I'm sure of it. My parents are out to undermine my entire life....The whole college orientation thing this morning wasn't so bad. My problems don't lie within college. I'm going to LIKE college. I just can't stand my idiot parents, constantly ruining and limiting my life. Or to keep it bluntly, ruining my life. My parents, the life ruiners. I'll never be good enough for them, in one way or another. I'll never be as good as my brother. I....why...HOW THE FUCK DID MY DAD BREAK THE SUNROOF ON MY CAR?! It's not my car yet, but that how it's supposed to work out after I get my license...fuck, this was intentional, wasn't it? Fucking hell, I hate these aspects of my life. And now my dumb cunt of a mother is telling me I can't get a job? Why the fuck not? So you can pin me under your money-pinching thumb for that much longer? I'm sick of this shit. I'm sick of begging for twenty dollars every weekend, so I can do *something*. I fucking deserve a lot better than what the world's serving me. 7-27-2003; 9:22pm Goddammit Goddammit GODDAMMIT. I fucking hate my life. My parents are fucking useless. No one's telling me what I have to do to get past all this registration nonsense, much less WHY I need to go to college. Fuck it, I don't have a goddamn future, not like this. I'm going to this fucking school because my parents are making me. I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do, and MY PARENTS DON'T either. I once asked people to place their bets on when they'd ruin my life again. Anyone who bet on "July-August 2003" you win. Fucking morons....My parents are all-out useless. Thanks for telling me what to do...unless of course you haven't. Or maybe you did, at the last minute, thanks, idiots. I don't know where I'm going, nothing's planned. I have no frickin' clue. My life's falling apart. Hell, I'm not even living my life, because I'm too inept to figure anything out. I'm useless. Just goes to show, I should never get my hopes up for ever being happy. It's a waste of time. If you ask me now, I just want to work at Disneyland. I don't know what the hell college is supposed to do for me. No one tells me anything. Why the hell am I still alive? This is just a waste of time...what am I doing? 7-26-2003; 12:29pm Song: Initial D OST - Space Boy Well, I finally got my photos back. A lot of them turned out fine, but to be honest, this years crop isn't as well-produced as last year's. It's time like these that make me really want a digital camera. I just don't like the whole process of scanning, cleaning and cropping. Anyways, my future's slowing carving itself out, as I'm destined to become the slave of yet another system. I don't know what the hell I want to do with my life...is college supposed to help me out? All I know is that I want my driver's license. And I have my driving test on Tuesday. After that, I want to work at Disneyland. I mean, THAT is what I want for myself. Can the wonderous community college better myself for these goals? Hell if I know or care. 7-24-2003; 9:30pm Well, I finally have a new mouse. No more crazy, frustrating spasms from hell! Huzzah. I'm free to update in a much more smooth, free fashion. I'm feeling real good about this. Time to make this site be all that it can be. This is exciting stuff for me. All I have to do is pick up those photos, and whatnot. This rocks. The 80'z All-Stars are in town, my mouse finally works, everything just feels....fine. |