Got Something You Want To Let Out Part 2

My parents just had a go at me about how I don't ever plan anything and how I seem not to care about my future.

I'll be honest, I don't have a plan for what I'm gonna do. I don't know what university I'm going to. I don't know what exact job I will have. I don't know who I'm going to marry or at what age I'll be when I do marry. I don't know what age I'll be when I have kids nor what my kids are going to be called. Fuck that, I don't know what I'm doing this weekend and to be honest, I don't care. I don't want to plan out my whole life to the tee; it'd take away the fun and therefore would take away the point. What I do know, is the fact that I've just turned 18 and, in simple terms, I couldn't give a shit about all that stuff. I want to live for now and I want to live for me. I want to make my own decisions when I want to make them, not when it's deemed necessary by the adults who apparently have controlled my life thus far.

Also, I'm sick of being told the same fucking thing day in, day out, year on year. If you don't get what I mean it's this, or a similar, phrase; "This year/6 months will be the most important of your lives so far. The exams you face at the end of the year will determine your lives and if you don't do well in them then you're gonna end up with no job living in a cardboard box which, when it rains, melts away around you and leaves you sitting in a pile of your own shit while everyone you know does well and prospers because they've been a prick for their whole lives and have sucked cock upon cock to ensure that they have their cushy job and Mercedes Benz. You, on the other hand, will end up selling your eyes to pay for any sort of food to keep you going in your pathetic little life... yadda yadda fucking yadda."

I don't give a shit. I'll figure that out when I'm living in that fucking box. Fuckers.

 

It's because of those reasons which is why I left education. We're spoonfed all this academic bollocks day in-day out and we're meant to conform to a system which, when you take a closer look, is just a game of who can take advantage of capitalism and to what degree.

Sure, I wanna be rich and have a nice house too (who the fuck doesn't?) but I absolutely refuse to listen to those who say that my decision to quit education closed a window of oppertunities to a good job. I'm fucking in a good job. Let's see where I am in a years time because I'm just gonna take it as it comes because if you went through life pre-deciding everything you're gonna do then life would just be boring and tedious. To be honest the only reason I work is so I have an income. My ambitions include being in a successful band and getting a few novels published and I'll chase those ambitions to the end of the earth.

To be honest Dave, you don't have to worry, Vacancy will do fine. You mark my words.

 

For the past month now, my dog Maverick has been going through a rough time. His legs were shot up, he barely could get up, there were days were he couldn't eat or drink water. He couldn't go to the bathroom. He just laid there. We tried to give him medicine and while it worked at first, it started failing on him. Today my parents took him to the vet and just to let you guys know. His misery and pain is over.

There have been times where I did call him hurtful things and "stupid dog" and all of that stuff because truth be told, he wasn't the best dog in the world, he wasn't truely housebroken yes, but still...I didn't mean those things to him...seriously.

RIP boy. You're in good spirits now. <33

 

Aww...I'm so sorry to hear that.

 

*upset face at/for everyone*

to you all. Dave, Luke, Kevin<3.

 

I'm sorry your dog, Maverick ( I actually did mispell my name ) has gone.

Even though you did call on your dog, you still loved him, dont forget that!

 

BLEHHHH

 

Awww hun, i'm so sorry to hear that Such a shame But at least he can't suffer anymore <333

 

Thanks for your support, guys.

 

This is weird. She hates me and hasn't talked to me in well over two months, but I still have dreams about her. (No, not like that), just regular dreams. Once we were getting married. Idk why. She means a lot to me, and she is the only person I've dreamed about like this, but it's weird that my mind still is painted by her even though I haven't talked to her in like two months......

 

that happened to me with a friend of mine well ex friend, we haven't talk in 2 years.

 

Try doing that with your first love over the span of a couple years. I still have random dreams about her to this day.

 

i don't know about you guys but i believe that i may actually be blighted by paranoia and neurotism on a dangerous level

 

I feel like I am going to hurl.

Around June this year, I applied to Gap, INC. which includes Gap, Old Navy and Banana Republic. It was for a part time job during the summer, working Tuesdays and weekends during the summer (the only days off from my other job), just to get some more money before college started. I never got hired, but they keep your information in some database for a year.

My mom got a letter from Gap, Inc.

2 computers worth of private information about applicants were stolen. Social security numbers, cellphone numbers, home numbers, full names, addresses.

Gone.























My name was on one of those computers.

 

Holy shit, I hope your SS isn't hampered with, and that no one comes to visit your house at nnight.

 

Holy shit dude.

Hope everything turns out well.

 

Damn fucking straight.

 

Awww



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Okay, should I go out with my ex? If I broke up with him, does that mean that he can still have feelings for me? Even though he went out with a friend of mine, I still think that things did not end between us two.



SO REALLY, SHOULD I TELL HIM HOW I FEEL?


<.<

 

In my experience, I've found that second-times don't really work for me. But your case mght be different, so maybe you could give it a go?


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Gah, her emails make me miss her more .

 

Sorry about that. Losing a pet always sucks.