One of my turns

A lot of people tell me that I never get anything done. I don't work very hard, I'm lazy.

In a lot of ways I am lazy, but work is never about how much gets accomplished, rather how well it does. The great wall, the pyramids and entire nations aren't great accomplishments on quantity, but rather quality.

I'm really excited

To go to Lalapalooza with my friends...

I talk bitterly

Love, it's a conversation I've had with my friends more recently than I ever have before. They've been asking me whether or not "true love" can exist. It's inexplicable, and shocking. Also in my current state, I find it incredibly difficult to answer.

Common sense side would say yes, partly because it wants to be. Partly because it seems right and without it what do we have to contribute?
Vindictive side says no, partly because I've been burned, or burned so many. It also hates the PDA that is witnessed constantly (1000x increase when single) even though the hopeless romantic in me thinks it's mildly cute.

So I talk bitterly, but I'm just another example of not having enough experience to know for sure.

In two years, which seems so soon, I'll be out of here. If I'm lucky enough I'll be in a big city doing big city things, meeting big city people, with intelligence, dreams and aspirations.

We'll see what happens.

To the future, may it be more promising than the past.

I want some banana bread

But my dad did send me some beef jerky for my b-day.

fortune cookie escapades

You were the best at this, she was the best at that, and another girl was really good at another thing. Someday I'll find one that will make me forget all of it.

I'm tired, it's 6:15am and I'm going home, to go to sleep, even for just a couple hours.

We'll all better at something than someone else, it's better not to compare ourselves to other when it comes to shortcomings. Not only is the grass greener, but you're dumber, and wasting my time with pithy comparisons of inadequacies.

STFU, do what you love, live what you do.

The Way I Feel Inside

Fuck you Zombies.

I saw your sister with her "ex" not so "ex" at the grocery store the other day. You're whole family is hell bent on stagnation.

I haven't slept more than 6-hours of straight sleep in weeks.

I'm happier, fitter and more productive, yet my hatred for people and their complete lack of ideas grows.

Awe fuck-it-all my friends are fun, and it seems I'm just going through the motions with everything and everyone else. I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.

Ok, its not really that bad, but I can relate, and I suppose that isn't very healthy.

Awesome...

http://www.vbs.tv/watch/the-vice-guide-to-travel/vice-guide-to-north-korea-1-of-3