Well it’s the end of the school year again. And what am I going to be during the months that I have off? I really don’t know. I might ask my boss at work to give me more hours so I can pay for the summer classes that I most likely will have to take (stupid grades). Other than that, I’m going to the UK next Friday, going to stay there a week or so. Never really been out of the continent before. For some reason, I have the feeling it’s going to suck.
I’m slipping into my end of the school year depression again (not like it’s any different than my normal depression). I have the lonely feeling again. Being alone for months at a time really sucks (my parents don’t count; yes, I’ve had the “honor” of being alone for months at a time). Aww, it’s going to suck. Just when you get used to taking the (free) bus to someone’s shelter and spending hour on end doing ridiculously funny things, they go on and tell you to get the hell out of there. Well, let’s look on the bright^H^H^H^H^H^Hdimly lit side, the madness will begin again in September. Ehh, well just have to watch and see if Eric can handle it.
Hmm, I do have a job that I can use to combat the tendency to waste time during the summer. But then again, I really don’t like my current job. I’d rather be doing some that uses my technical skills (read: I’d rather be stringing cat-5 than pushing carts). And yes, food service is out of the question. Ehhh, I should have not slacked off the past few years, it’s really catching up to me now.
Let me go back to wandering around the house, saddened that I won’t see the people I would like to see and not seeing the people I really, really want to see.
Go look for a techy job, or build/code something during the summer. Get a gf. Seek enlightenment. Go fish in a lake. Travel the world. Read a book. Go sky diving. Get a new gf. Go fraggin’. Join the army. Spend hours chatting online. Streak around your neighborhood. Watch the Ring. Fake your death. Write your memoirs. Run for president. Assassinate congressmen. Rape a cat. Go on a mexican safari. Go to Disneyland. Get addicted to everquest. Set a world record. Adopt a kid. Troll on slashdot. Build a flamethrower. Build a tesla coil. Blow up the moon. Kill the sun. Lick the walls. Live on a island. Die. Come back again. Commit suicide. Come back again. Kill Kenny. Immortalize yourself in a scultupure. Ring your neighbor’s doorbell and run away. Flap your arms like a chicken. Crash your car. Crash a party. Do something.
i’d bet going to the UK does suck.