it's funny how life is a formula, almost. i don't know. you get what you put in. the only thing i put any effort into at all is work. its terribly depressing for some reason. i also hate capitals, at the beginning, in the middle, or at the end of sentences. i used to love them, in high school, english class. i used to get well over 90 on every test and exam, in every class, but never got more than 91 in a class because i didn't give a fuck about homework. i smoked too much weed. drank too much booze. funny how your life doesn't change unless you want it to. procrastinate a little more. i have the hardest time paying my bills, even though i make a lot more money than most people my age do. way more than i need. but the life of excess and indulgence that i live doesn't have space for petty things like the cable bill, or the phone bill, or your student loans. what the fuck is wrong with living like a king. we're all already dead. get used to it. i need someone to bring my back to reality.