Its alive!

This post is late. I am on Vicodin because I'm without my wisdome teeth, so excuse me if this doesn't make much sense. I'm drifiting in and out of sleep.

A year and a half ago I was in the same postion, elsewhere. I felt like it was easy for me to mess things up, make excuses for myself. Know that I am truly a weak person.
I get distracted by thoughts of picking up and just going. Its getting harder and harder for me to care about school, and its only been a single semester. I can't stand that I feel this way, and I'm unaware of how to fix it. Focusing has always been pretty non-existant for me. If all I had to do to get a degree was paint, listen to music, read pointless books, watch doccumentaries, smoke, and drink coffee like a lame hipster all day.. I'd probably have my doctorate by now. My health and attendence have been less than promising. All I can do is the pass the semester with a few B's and C's and try for next fall. None of my classes have been hard, even in the slightest, I just get apathetic and sorry seeming.

I took a tour of Miller Park over the weekend, and it was really interesting contrary to my intial beliefs. I fought with my family the entire day and spent stupid amounts of cash on pointless things at costco, but on the brightside I will have enough fiber bars to last me 2 months!

Never mix liquid cocaine shots, mostcato, and blue moon together.

Sunday I went to parnell with two of my really good friends. It was a painful fat kid climb, but we did it. We played truth or dare and watched the stars pretending we were still kids. (Or at least more child-like than we already are) We talked until we could barely keep our eyes open and drove home on some winding roads listening to songs that I'm sure only I found nostolgic. I guess this is all I really want in life, is people to share simple things with.

A few hours later I woke up to my dad knocking on my apartment door. It was wisdom teeth day. The doctor put a gas mask on my face and all I really remember was getting the giggles and telling everyone that it was better than my 21st birthday. Twenty bucks says they talked about me the second I was out. I woke up crying because they refused to let me drink water. I was so angry! We went to Target to get some prescriptions and I obviously couldn't walk so I stayed in the car. Again, so angry, 10 year olds were knocking on the window that my puffy face was against. I finally got to my parents house, and slept until I was woken up by my mother putting her ear against my mouth every 2 hours. I've been eating gauze and instant mashed potatoes for the last two days.

I'm putting my math homework off for about and hour now. I think perhaps I should do that.