October 2012
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September 2012
1 post
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Got a mattress pad for the first time in three years and I’m laying on it listening to “hot pants in the summertime” by dramatics and I feel like a teenage girl from the 1950s.
June 2012
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I shit on my television and haven't looked back
Fuck, still no job and really no prospects . I guess I’m actually going to have an enjoyable summer minus the moolah. But as they say mo money mo problems.
Being home reminds me how much I truly dislike the town I live in. Everyone is so fucking white and revels about it. When I walk around I can see the entitlement just beaming from kids and adults alike. Sometimes I can even smell it...
May 2012
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Job Hunt
When I think of jobs I think of Craig’s dad in Friday saying “the word today is JOB. J-O-B.” I think getting the job is worst aspect of any job, its such a horrid experience filling out all those fucking applications. It’s like “how can I sell myself to this company so they buy me?” What the fuck kind of thinking is this? Now drug testing may be the most evil...
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FIRST
So this is the first post of my tumblr thing. I kind of just want to continuously write “FIRST FIRST” like those lame motherfuckers you see on youtube. I guess people really need to feel like they’ve accomplished something in their life, especially those who fervently comment on youtube. My life just went from 60 to 0, as I just finished sophomore year of college. Met a lot of...
