(Yea…I curse, so…enjoy?)
Wow, this is embarrassing. Over a year since last I wroteth herein mine thoughts and such. Update about me, I guess? Well…last time I was on here, I was cruising through my second year of college, sucking at Japanese, “straight”, and love-hating on life. Now I am a dropout, actually improved in Japanese a little so やった, and am in a secret relationship with a close friend of the same gender. Oh, and still love-hating on life. Ooh gods above and below, words cannot describe the almost-180 of this madness. At least I’m consistent with the Japanese, right? It feels so weird watching words form on this page as I type. I haven’t really checked things on here. I’ve been glancing at email notifications on my phone, but never actually coming here to update things. Of course, I don’t HAVE to reveal all of this…but here we are. I made this blog originally as an outlet for writing experience, which it will still be. But, I’m about to vent like crap on this thing. I had a job. Great job. Nothing wrong with it. I quit. Before the first day even ended. 9-5pm. I was unemployed by 4:30, fighting tears at a bus stop. That was June 7th. Here we are, almost a month gone, and I’m kind of a pathetic mess. I’ll cut myself a little slack. Maybe…bear with me on this…maybe I sensed the evils of the job deep down, my primitive instincts saved me! But probably not. I think deep down I’m a cowardly dumbass who can’t make a commitment to save their life. Ironically, the only thing I CAN commit to is the relationship I’m in with Angel Cake (let’s just go with code names, yea?). And so…Watson braves the storms of desperation, sloth, give-up-ness, and an insatiable craving for chocolate cake. It must be too rich…I swear after three or four bites, I’m ready to throw up or pass out.
SO………….what in the ever-screwing fuck am I to do? (I curse sometimes btw, sorry.)
If you actually read every word of that, thanks. Seriously. It’s easy to get discouraged when no views are seen on here, no likes, comments, etc. I’m over that now. I’m at a point in my life where I need to get out emotions through some outlet that’s remotely positive. This seems like a good enough place to rage now and then..or celebrate.
Ta-ta for now! I’ll be back…might be tomorrow because I can already feel the irk settling in my bones XD <– That’s a laugh face for those who read “ex dee” XD I don’t know. Seems like not all people would know, so I said something. Well, wrote something. Speaking of “know”, I saw a previous post I made on here and GOOD LORD I wrote “no” when I meant “know”. I apologize in advance to the victims of my English disasters. What’s most sad of all is that my major was fucking English..Creative Writing was in there, too..so hey, maybe I’ll post erotica on here, we’ll see. I think that’s basically it. Oh, I love you, 5 followers…if you’re still here >.< ❤ I remember how happy I felt to see people actually looked at my shit and said, “That’s alright” and wanted to keep tabs on my posts. I’m seriously grateful. I need a job…XD
And with that, I say Goodnight.
(Update approx. 10 minutes into the future…You have 4 followers, Champ…