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I am amazed at how many issues my family has now since I moved out. Did I really hold them all together this whole time? I mean I knew I was a big part of communication between my divorced parents and brother with my mom but wow…I was not expecting so much negativity.
It would be nice if people could be a little bit better at communicating.
I should probably update my picture on here sometime soon…just a thought.
Goodbye shitty job, goodbye shitty people, and goodbye shitty city…for a couple months, at least.
Home, I will be embracing you very tightly, very soon, for as long as I can :)
Soo much motivation to achieve certain things…complete certain tasks…actually make meaningful progress.
Just not the right setting :/
Although I may not be staying for too long once I come back home in a few days…definitely going to make the most out of every single day I’m there. Progress will be made. It’s going to be a fantastic almost 2 months, that’s for sure. It’s going to be the highlight of my year. So ready for this.
Let the tumblin’s begin!
Was hoping for at least a D-, but nope. Thank goodness I did well in the rest of my classes, I still managed to get exactly a 2.0. Almost lost a few thousand dollars there in scholarships had I done .01 worse.
Wow. Scary shit. Fuck 5 unit science classes that suck.
And never again will I choose a girl over school. Planning out my 16 unit schedule over the course of 3 consecutive days just so I could visit her more was a HUGE mistake (especially considering she broke up with me a few weeks after enrolling in that schedule). Totally fucked myself over with that one. But I guess you tend to make stupid decisions when your heart blinds you.
Live and learn I guess. But damn I got really lucky. This could have been so much worse.
I haven’t had a genuine hug from a girl that wasn’t blood-related since January. And that hug in January took place back home. For a 21 year old straight male who craves affection and interaction with the opposite sex, that is the most distant thing from being ideal.
…Pretty much sums up my relationship here with the city of San Jose. There is just no love here for me. Maybe that will change eventually, but for now…going home is sounding like a dream come true.
I know it won’t be for much longer, but still…no roommates here and no friends nearby to hang out with or even talk to. Really sucks ass.
She’s driving 5 hours up here just to help me move in and get things for my new house. She’s kind of the best mom ever for doing that.
Aside from my excitement of getting to see my mom for a day, I’m also pretty stoked to finally get some furniture here. Our goal is to get me a dresser so I can finally put my clothes away, a desk so I can finally set up my desktop computer (which means a bit more tumblin’ :D) and put other supplies in their proper places, and some other type of table to place my TV on top of so I’m not stuck having to use it on the floor anymore haha.
My empty house might finally begin to start feeling like home. A home away from home, anyway :P
Sick of having terrible hours, rude customers, non-stop busy work, bitchy/hypocritical co-workers, and just having my mentality ruined every day I have work because I hate it so much. Soooo happy I’ll be done working there in a week and a half. And then I get to go home for a month and a half. Should be quite nice :)
…and then I AM GETTING OUT OF THIS SHIT PRISON DORM ASAP!!!!! Going to spend the entire day moving everything out of here and into my new place. Then checking out of here Wednesday morning.
Never thought I could ever be this excited to move out. Oh man.
These next few days may be hell, and I know there is a chance I will run into severe problems in a few months.
But following these next few days and prior to those potential problems I may face later…things are going to start becoming great real soon. Maybe not permanently, but at least for awhile. And I haven’t been able to say that all year.
Putting all rigorous plans ahead of me on hold for a bit, and having the freedom to do my own thing and consume myself with good times and happy thoughts. Living in the now, not the past or future. Words cannot describe how excited I am for what’s to come :)
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve walked towards the kitchen hungry but ended up turning back to my room because I don’t want to deal with one of my roommates.
He is literally ALWAYS in the kitchen/living room (they’re connected) every time I go over there. He pretends like the living room and kitchen space is his bedroom, not cleaning up after himself, dirtying all of our dishes and filling up the kitchen sink and counters with his mess, using two televisions at once, always on his phone talking super loud, and never shutting up about his biased opinions regarding the most stupid shit that nobody gives a fuck about.
I’ve felt like a prisoner here for so long because I don’t want to deal with this guy’s bullshit and I am so damn sick of it. Just a few more days before I’m out of here…I can do this.
Thinking it’s about time to go back to my roots.