Wuddup my bloggahs!!! I was just cruising around the internet like I do every so often (or a lot often mostly because I have no friends or pets) when I realized that ONCE AGAIN I had neglected my blog for an entire year. Now, I don't pretend like anyone reads this shit anyway, but it makes me feel like I am fulfilling my duty as a small spec in the universe when I contribute a thoughtful post into the world of the digital information. Here we are.
* * * What is there to say? Sophomore year was pretty much a dud. Honestly, it sucked ass. Probably the worst school year I've ever had. There are just so many things about teenagers attending a small school in a tiny-ass town that make me question the meaning of life. When you're entire life exists within a 20 mile radius, you begin to notice random shit that is completely irrelivent in contributing to your success, but for some reason they seem really prominent. For instance, why do people feel the need to hyphenate their names? I had two teachers this year with hyphenated names. "So I was doing my homework for Jilian Emery-Smith's class but then I remembered that I also had to write a report for Joan McCormick-O'Neil's class." It just complicates every conversation to no end. ALSO - three of my teachers got pregnant all at the same time this year so for each class, we had 2 teachers. And all of their names started with J. It was SO FUCKING CONFUSING. All I did was complain for about 92% of the time I was at school. I could go into detail about all of the ridiculous shit that happens on a daily basis, but this would be a legitament novel if I wrote in detail about every annoying hipster, wanna-be punk, incompetent human being or soccer-playing ho that I have crossed paths with.
ON A MORE EXCITING NOTE, I've been living in New York City for the past six weeks. DAMN - What a change of scenery from Amherst, New Hampshire. All the way out in cow country. I'll be damned for saying this, but I miss my tiny ass town. NYC is very diverse and full of life. Too much life. Being out here for dance has been a crazy experience that I'll never regeret, but it has just opened my eyes to the types of people that the world is filled with.
>>>>>>hahahhahahahabananahahaha>>>>>>. One day this presumably homeless thug dude came strolling on into Starbucks. All I wanted was to get in there, order my damn iced chai tea latte, and get the hell out. But no - since this is New York City, EVERYTHING has to be a production. This guy comes swaggin' in yelling at everyone to give him money. "Yo, don't yall got a couple bucks to spare? I need some damn food." When nobody says anything (because why would anyone ever give money to an unknown creep yelling like a mental patient) he starts cussing everyone out. "FUCK YOU ALL. I KNOW YALLS GOTS MONEY. YOU CANT SPARE A FUCKIN' DIME, MAN! FUCK ALL YALL!!!" This pissed me off because this dude has NO RIGHT to be bithcing at me about his lack of money when he probably will just piss it away on something gay like drugs or alcohol. Sorry sir, what did you EVER do to deserve my money? Nothing. Nothing at all. So, I'm going to ask you to kindly hop OFF. The Starbucks employees eventually escorted him out of the establishment, but I'm gonna be honest. Bums piss me off.
My roommates are all around my age. Oh, how naive teenage girls can be. Everytime we pass a small dog, without fail, they both say "AWWWW OH MY GOD ITS SO CUTE" in unicine. Every. Damn. Time. We see these dogs like 4 times a day. Everytime they say "I JUST WANT TO HOLD ONE OMGOMGOMGOMGOGM" STFU. please. They have the same kind of reaction when we pass a homeless person. "I just feel so bad for them! Look, they have a dog with them! It must be starving. I bet that's their only friend." BITCH, you're getting jewed by a homeless person. THAT'S THE POINT OF THE DOG. Let's be honest for a second. They don't give a shit about the dog because one day, there is a dude holding a sign sitting next to a dog. The next day, there is a woman holding the same damn sign, in the same place, with the same dog. They're trying to jew you, my friends. The world is full of crooks, man. But hey, not everyone is bad. Some people do work hard and deserve a little bit of help. But those people don't come around as often as you would like to think.
Chew on THAT!
Now that I've left you with loads of deep and meaningful shit to ponder the next time you're slacking off while you work the deep fryer at McDonalds, you can thank me internally and carry on with your day. <3 much love, internet fiend.
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