So i just got done playing the absolute worst game of madden EVER. 72-63? fuck it. I am in total need of some fuckin weed, and i don't know where to go. Everybody that i had in oakland totally (AND LITERALLY) moved away in the past week. ALL. GONE. wtf. sigh. So.. Things have been goin really good lately, i'm quite pleased with a few things, everything else is still the same. I finally got the fuzz monkey off my back, she doesn't understand what the fuck she did to me, nor do i care to attempt to explain it further. What you did to me is unforgivable by even MY standards. No matter what is said or done, i can't change it. You'll be just fine. Sadly, but very true. I realize that i only have about 2 or 3 GOOD TRUE friends out there (Steele and D). Maybe that's how it should be. Two people that i know for SHORE won't start drama or be faggot assed little pussies about shit. No need for anybody else. That's just the way i like it. fafa. I'm still debating about what i should do with my future, wondering if school is just another failure in the making. I refuse to fail at education THREE times, so i guess i'll just work a semi-good job until i have the qualifications or MOTIVATION to work for a GOOD job. I can't have everything handed to me like SOME PEOPLE. Life's a bitch, fuck it. As for my mental state, it's progressivly getting better, i think a bit more positive about things, im a little more careful yet carefree at the same time? Yeah, figure that out. I have a bit more motivation to do things, it's still the laziness that gets in the way. It'll turn around, i was assured of it, and i trust that source with everything i've got. On the other hand, i still find negative thoughts creeping into my head at random points in the day, it's just who I am. I over-worry sometimes (as has been proven BY THE WASHER), but it's for good reason. I worry about certain things happening that are out of my control, so my brain takes over and failure redeems its majority vote over everything else. I'm absolutely sure it'll be ok, unless i run out of time, so says the end of the second verse in that OH SO popular weezer song. sigh. So im about to head out to south side to reek havoc, but i might run around here to find some gold green, hopefully things werk out. We shall see. As long as things are going the way they are now, i see nothing but...*GASP* success. me(ICANTUSETHEGREATERTHANTHING)3yew.