It's Friday the 13th...

I finished my video projects yesterday (Thursday). I've gone to school everyday this week, even though I had finals on Monday and Wednesday only. I've spent countless hours working on my corporate video and I finished it today (or yesterday, as I said). Then I finished my resume reel, because I didn't do any additional work on it.

It has sucked. Hard.

But they're done. I have to turn them in tomorrow morning, and that's it. yay.

The semester's over, though. Thank God. I'm drunk. I finished our old bottle off with a shot, then started the new bottle with a Jack'n'Coke. Then I followed that up with 4 straight shots. And I'm really fucked. On the bright side, Tim's still gonna be here, my mom's not kicking him out.

On the not-so-bright side, I don't think the girl at school's interested in me. I just really don't. and that sucks. I still wish Rocco were here. My grandma's got a new dog, though, his name is Scooter. LOL. Scooter. He's kinda nifty, but i still wish Rocco were around.

I wish girls liked me more. :( What a stupid sentence, lol. But seriously. Nobody ever seems interested. Maybe they are, but I can never tell, cuz nobody says anything. I always feel like I overestimate my likeability factor. Like, I THINK this girl likes me just because she talks to me and maybe/kinda/sorta semi-flirts with me, but it's nothing like that, and I'm just sorta overeager for some lovin' that I interpret it wrong.

I'm terrible at that kinda thing. Oh man I'm drunk.

Spelling's still decent, though, awesome.

Ya know I started this entry and I had something I wanted to say and I haven't said it. I forgot it, in fact. Then I came up with something else and forgot it. Etc. I've probably thought of 5 different things to type and then immediately forgot 'em. WHoO!.

Jeff and Jen will be back from may 24th (or 25th) until the 31st. He's staying in the Navy but he'll be back then for his sister's wedding and to hang out with me. :) hopefully anyway. it's all good, i think, if he stays in his 3 years, he'll be able to get good jobs, and i want that for him. even though i want him back here to keep me company.

fuck. tired. gotta pee. daria's on. etc. etc. etc. blahb lahb albhz. or blah x3, haha. har har. i'm gonna go stumble around before i IM somebody I don't wanna im.

TO CAPITALIZE! or not to capitalize.

THAT is THE question!

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I can't figure it out. I really can't. I've tried to wrap my brain around it and there's absolutely nothing that explains it. I have this huge problem, which I'm sure the two readers (hi Frankie and Jen!) already know about...

Even in the event that I want to, I just cannot - under any circumstances - be a social person.

For example, Thursday night, there was a cast/crew party because the semester's winding down and our last newscast was Thursday. Three people asked me if I was gonna be there. That's like, some kind of record. One was just curious/making conversation, another was this girl I've got a crush on (who probably just wanted me there to get her some booze, because I owe her some), and the other was just about my one-and-only friend I've made throughout college.

And I told 'em all that no, I wasn't gonna be there. And I don't know how to feel about that. On the one hand, I was working on a project that was supposed to be due way back at the beginning of March (oops, heh) and I got it like 98% done by working on it until 10PM. So that's a plus, the negative is I could've been hanging out with some cool people, a good friend, and a cool chick.

And even if I didn't work on my shit until 10PM, I can guarantee you I wouldn't have gone anyway.

And I still owe that girl alcohol...and knowing my luck, I'll chickenshit and be like "Here's $20, get yourself a bottle of whatever you like" and that'll be it. Grr...

This week is finals week, though, and then I can finally relax. For how long, I don't know. I need to find a job or something, cuz I need money. I need money for WrestleMania 22 in Chicago. lol. =o(

I have a busy Monday with an awards "ceremony" or whatthefuckever, I have to pick up my artwork (whatever he still has, that I don't), and I have a Child Psych. final. Wednesday, I have my Accounting final. Besides those two tests, I have to finish my resume reel and that corporate video. I truly hope that all goes well, so I can get out of this semester as unscathed as possible. I'm afraid my GPA for the semester will definitely be below a 3.0, which will bring down my already-under-3.0-overall-GPA just a little bit more.

Only one more semester left. Relieving. Stressful.

Frankie's new car looks like a lunchbox on wheels. =o
What other random tidbits can I share? I've had an odd cramp the past several days, on the left side of my abdomen...right about the waistline. It's steadily going away, though, I think. Then, yesterday, as if a busted gut weren't enough...my right foot just started to hurt at some random point in the day. Right in the bend of the foot, in fact, I'd say it was more so my big toe that hurt than the whole foot. So I spent most of the day either with my shoe off or untied.

And my tongue tastes salty. Yes.

And my final piece of news, which is great news...John Cena's album comes out this Tuesday, and that's hot shit. Okay, that leads me to the REAL final piece of news - Frankie and I (and whoever else) are heading to Minneapolis in a couple weeks for a Cena autograph signing. Bitch!

thug.
-j.cizzle
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