I thought I could be happy.
I thought I could escape this place.
I thought I could just look the other way.
I thought I couldn't miss something I never had.
I thought I would be okay with it when it finally happened.
I thought wrong.
I'm going to bed.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Summer So Far
What have I done so far this summer? I'll tell ya!
The first week all I did was sleep. Seriously. Then I attempted to find a job. I applied to over twenty places, but had only two interviews. The reason I didn't get any of the jobs? They didn't want to hire a college student with brain that would be leaving at the end of the summer and only wanted high schoolers that would be more than willing to bend over and take it with out a sound.
Due to this unfortunate fact, I don't have enough money to support driving often. I've been at home doing whatever odd jobs I can convince my mom to pay me for. I convinced her to let me mow the yard instead of the neighbor kid, but I get paid half he does "because I'm her son". I managed to convince her that I could finish our patio and I am currently getting paid slave prices for that (and doing a better job than the ass-fuck that started it then ran off). I'm also supposed to get paid when I finish cleaning the basement, but that will never get done because over 40% of it is stuff from our grandpa's that she needs to look through.
For the last two months I've been at home, and that's about it. I've chilled with friends from Central twice, and a few (read: two) friends from Waukee thrice. I've only had face-to-face contact four other people that I barely consider as acquaintances. I hate almost my entire family (except my dad and my older sister, both of which I never get to see) for several reasons, and cannot wait to leave this place.
When I'm not breaking my back for pennies (it's more than that, but pennies compared to a real job) I've been reading and playing video games. I have started and finished ten novels (roughly 400 pages each), and six games with over 90% completion (missing 10% of bonuses). I have also watched three movies in theaters (the last being Bruno), and numerous ones obtained from the surf.
Though I have no way to prove it at the moment, I have also lost some weight. I started a sudo-diet after having an eerie run-in at Best Buy.
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I was standing in the Blu-Ray DVD Releases aisle, and I reached out to get a better look at the Star Trek Decalogy and noticed two other people were doing the same. A slightly pudgy kid to my right, and a ginormous Jabba of a man to my left. I immediately withdrew my hand and backed away from the shelf taking in the situation. I was seeing what resembled myself in the past and what could very well be my future.
--
I still have some things to figure out. Since then I've been eating less, drinking less pop, and have substantially cut back on unhealthy snacks. Other than when I'm working in the back yard, I haven't really been exercising because my bike got ran over by my sister's car, and running is not for me *yet*. I say I can't prove I've lost weight yet because our scale is broken (the weight is different every time I step on it, even if there is no time between being wieghed). I've had some people tell me I look like I've lost weight but I don't really think I look any different. So I dunno.
This whole post may sound like I've had a terrible summer, but even though it was hugless, it really wasn't all bad. I read some good books, played some good games, and had some really great text-based moments with distant friends. It's July 20th, and I'm happy because I go back to Central August 24th.
The first week all I did was sleep. Seriously. Then I attempted to find a job. I applied to over twenty places, but had only two interviews. The reason I didn't get any of the jobs? They didn't want to hire a college student with brain that would be leaving at the end of the summer and only wanted high schoolers that would be more than willing to bend over and take it with out a sound.
Due to this unfortunate fact, I don't have enough money to support driving often. I've been at home doing whatever odd jobs I can convince my mom to pay me for. I convinced her to let me mow the yard instead of the neighbor kid, but I get paid half he does "because I'm her son". I managed to convince her that I could finish our patio and I am currently getting paid slave prices for that (and doing a better job than the ass-fuck that started it then ran off). I'm also supposed to get paid when I finish cleaning the basement, but that will never get done because over 40% of it is stuff from our grandpa's that she needs to look through.
For the last two months I've been at home, and that's about it. I've chilled with friends from Central twice, and a few (read: two) friends from Waukee thrice. I've only had face-to-face contact four other people that I barely consider as acquaintances. I hate almost my entire family (except my dad and my older sister, both of which I never get to see) for several reasons, and cannot wait to leave this place.
When I'm not breaking my back for pennies (it's more than that, but pennies compared to a real job) I've been reading and playing video games. I have started and finished ten novels (roughly 400 pages each), and six games with over 90% completion (missing 10% of bonuses). I have also watched three movies in theaters (the last being Bruno), and numerous ones obtained from the surf.
Though I have no way to prove it at the moment, I have also lost some weight. I started a sudo-diet after having an eerie run-in at Best Buy.
--
I was standing in the Blu-Ray DVD Releases aisle, and I reached out to get a better look at the Star Trek Decalogy and noticed two other people were doing the same. A slightly pudgy kid to my right, and a ginormous Jabba of a man to my left. I immediately withdrew my hand and backed away from the shelf taking in the situation. I was seeing what resembled myself in the past and what could very well be my future.
--
I still have some things to figure out. Since then I've been eating less, drinking less pop, and have substantially cut back on unhealthy snacks. Other than when I'm working in the back yard, I haven't really been exercising because my bike got ran over by my sister's car, and running is not for me *yet*. I say I can't prove I've lost weight yet because our scale is broken (the weight is different every time I step on it, even if there is no time between being wieghed). I've had some people tell me I look like I've lost weight but I don't really think I look any different. So I dunno.
This whole post may sound like I've had a terrible summer, but even though it was hugless, it really wasn't all bad. I read some good books, played some good games, and had some really great text-based moments with distant friends. It's July 20th, and I'm happy because I go back to Central August 24th.
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