Pretty shitty right now. Except I'm high, so you know, . . .

Good, a few things could be better, but it's the best it's been in a long while.

Pretty shitty actually.

pretty shitty until i saw that picture

I'm fine. Winter vacation is over in a few days, but I'm ok with going back to school since I do essentially the same thing there as I do at home, which is sitting around doing nothing. At least when I'm in school I have a regular sleep schedule and daily social interaction. Over break I've been hanging out with some people, playing badminton, eating a lot, and staying in my house because it's really fucking cold out there and I'm snowed in most of the time. My best friend in town is coming back from SE Asia on Sunday so I'm looking forward to hanging out with her again. And my love life has been... yeah. This guy has brought me both a lot of happiness and extreme frustration, and I feel like recently my life has been all about passing time until the next time I can see him. I want him more than anything right now.

Overall, really goddamn bad. The only thing thats keeping me going is a dream I've been having for like, the past 3 years or so.

Well, I walked into Wendys yesterday and stuffed my pockets full of napkins so that I can wipe my ass after I take a shit.


My internet is free.

My life really isn't that bad. I've started a new job, I got accepted into all the colleges I applied at, high school is easy as fuck now, and I seem to be having good luck with the ladies. I've also started smoking pot again, which I wasn't doing so I could be clean in case I needed to drug test for any potential job, but over the last month or so, I realized that drinking is just so much more fun, haha.

Life is pretty good. Lots of drama going on around me, but not much about me. Getting a new car soon, I'm crazy about this girl who likes me back, and I have a pretty good job. All in all, it couldn't be too much better.

And again today, but my troubles are almost over!

Life is fucking awesome.

Despite being piss broke and being behind on almost all my non-essential bills (electric,phone,food,rent). I am having the best time of my life. I should probably be depressed about all this crap but I love it. I am so happy with my life. I can't wait to start classes and I can't wait to continue on with my college education.

Edit: It appears I am the only one that thinks this.

Yeah.

I'm back at college now so it's pretty fuckin sweet. I got a new roommate who's pretty cool. Catching up with a lot of friends since I haven't seen them since before break and whatnot. And I might have some plans with a girl this weekend.

Awesome.
Girl, job, school, friends are all excellent.

Meh overall. Classes = hard. I can't get one i really want so I'm stuck in a retard course for the credits. I have no friends in any of my classes and no girls lined up because of the 2 who showed interest in me 1 won't talk to me and 1 is being a bitch.

Oh and I'm really low on cash

Pretty damn good. Just did the coolest photo shoot I've ever done.

I just want spring semester to start

OK. My house was robbed a few weeks ago because someone finally noticed that the window in the kitchen my mom has kept cracked for 20+ years was open. They only took my stuff, really. Xbox 360, PS2, and a laptop. They left this desktop and other cool shit because I came back earlier than they were expecting, I suppose. But I've talking to some of my friends that I haven't spoken to in a long time, and the criminals left my Wii, so I can still play Super Mario Galaxy! It's not all bad, I guess.

Inside job. It was someone you know, probably a friend. Who would know that you have all that shit?

For sure man, I did it all the time. If it was a normal house robbery they would of cashed out on your mothers shit (rings, necklaces and shit) and probably anything else of value. Check pawn shops and gamestops/eb games for your shit. Check a few of the closest ones, if you have something with the serial number you could even get your shit back and/or get the dude arrested big time.

Seriously, inside job.

Funny thing is, the Wii would have sold for more the both the 360 and ps2 combined right now

Not necessarily. Practically the same thing happened to me: some 19 year-old kid decided to walk up our 200-foot driveway, bypass our two English Mastiffs that were sleeping outside (those good-for-nothing pieces of shit ), and walk into the back door. Then, he stole our plasma television, five hundred dollars, my digital camera, and some other minor things. I WAS IN THE BATHROOM TAKING A SHOWER THE ENTIRE TIME.

Turns out this kid was high on oxycontin and never even saw our house before then.

EDIT: As for my life, it's boring. And I'm in a stupid fight with my boyfriend.

EDIT EDIT: I should mention that my house looks something like the Addams Family house and no one would ever a) guess that there's nice stuff inside or b ) want to enter because it's so creepy

Exactly, he took everything of value in the house. The person in this other situation only stole the epochs shit.


Believe me, I'm a fucking seasoned thief. I know what I'm talking about.

Not bad, thanks for asking.

Yeah maybe except he said they left early because he came back early.

Well, I'm pretty sure I know who did it. There's a house on the corner of the street where all the teenage gangstas hang out. You can count on 3-4 baggy-clothed guys standing around out there at any given time. A couple of the guys that hang out down there are our neighbors. Their soccer ball (lol Mexicans) always ends up in our backyard somehow. They could have noticed the window during one of their retrievals and told the others. Then you just have to wait for an opportune time. When I left, there were only a couple of guys at that house, but I know they saw me. I live on a cul-de-sac, so there's only one road in and out. It's impossible to avoid being seen.

That house I'm talking about is on the same side of the street as me and 4 houses down. Both our next-door neighbor in that direction and the guy one house further down than that both had a board removed from each of their fences that was there the previous day (big boards, mind you. Removing one would definitely be enough for a fairly thin person to squeeze through). The guy from the third house down has a chain-link fence that's short and easily hopped. It's pretty obvious that they left the corner house and cut through back yards to get to and from my house. Of course, we didn't know about any of this until the police had already left. Not that this information would get the police fired up to get my stuff back, so it probably doesn't matter

So, Feern, you are kind of right. The people who did it aren't strangers exactly. We have to drive past them every day just to get off my street. In fact, a couple of them live next door to us. Not friends, especially now, but not strangers.

As for the valuables, I've come to the conclusion that the thieves are either retarded or I got home too soon for them to get everything they wanted. My mom has two laptops (overkill, yes) for work that wouldn't have been hard to find. There's the Wii that they knocked to the floor instead of stolen. My MP3 player was sitting in the open. A more thorough search of my parents' room would have netted them a .357 Magnum. Then there's the jewelry, which wasn't even touched. Still, if they had to make a snap decision about what to take, there's no excuse for getting my ancient PS2 instead of the Wii. So I'm going with retarded, I guess.

Oh, and we have a security system now. I guess it can't stop someone from kicking the door in and grabbing all he can in the 30 seconds before the alarm starts blaring, but I'd say it's better than before.

It happens man.


That's why both me, my dad and my brother sleep each with a baseball bat and guns.

Shotgun, pistol and carbine.

You have to kill them now, Epoch. I know it's a shitty thing, but it must be done.

You know, I was just saying the other day that there's not enough vigilante justice...

Prisons have internet access, right?

Life's pretty shitty but I'm surviving.

Isn't that fun?


I really don't understand this sentence.

Epoch, you should wait for the soccer ball to be in your back yard again, and then just like crouch down on your back porch with that hefty 357. Self defense, they were robbing you, etc.

That.