I always want Chick-fil-a on a Sunday

Here is a post I found from a while ago and never finished, and probably never will. Maybe you'll enjoy it, who cares...blah blah blah



I always manage to have lots of crazy things on my mind. Most of them deal with apartment decor and what I'm going to be eating next but, nonetheless my life must move on to more important things; drinking while sitting in college classes.


I know that dumping out Gatorade and filling more than 3/4 of the bottle with vodka seems pretty irresponsible, but we only live once. I wouldn't dare drink if I didn't feel that this bitter tasting liquid courage would help me out in anyway. One fall evening I had to attend my psych 101 class with a buddy of mine at my towns local community college. Psych is a very fun subject but this teacher was just awful, I wanted to raise my hand and answer and be apart of class but, I was just to shy.


I decided I need to take a stand against this boring teacher and useless time in my life(I ended up dropping out) and do what I felt was a good idea. DRINK! The previous night I planned everything and decided I was going to hide my adult beverage in a Gatorade bottle filed with vodka. I decided to take the high school route and drink in the parking lot as I thought it would bring me back to the old days. I soon realized that my high school life consisted of staying home and eating taco bell and called that....

A shit sandwich for lunch

Yuck. Now that that's over with...

I hate a lot of things. Things make me upset inside and I want to hurt these things. I want to punch them 100 times. I want them to cry. So, here's what I am going to do about it - play GTA. In GTA, I can punch the fuck out of everyone anytime I want. I can punch them until they are dead and take their bloody money. This is gratifying. Mmmm. That's it. Fuck off.

Jumbo