Tuesday, July 21, 2009

What you need more so than a lawyer is a swift kick in the ass.....

or ten. Get your sh*t together, stop f-ing around with your life. Are you already forgetting your first wake up call? You already got kicked out one school, if you continue down this path it will happen again at parkland. If that happens what are you going to do? No employer outside of manual labor or fast food is going to hire you.

If you get your act together now, get good grades at parkland, get into UofI or some other solid school then four years from now some employer is going to look at your transcripts and realize you overcame a few back decisions and overlook them. You make a pattern of bad decisions and you'll never stand a chance at getting hired.

Listen kid, I'm not trying to be a prick here, but I see you making the same mistakes I did when I was your age. My first 2 semesters at UofI I just skated by and partied so much my third semester that I had to withdraw from all of my classes. Luckily I never had to leave the Uni, but it took me the next 5 semesters to pull my gpa out of the gutter just to get to a 3.2. Because of that I missed out on some great jobs that I really wanted and made me settle for sub par jobs. It took going to grad school and getting straight A's to get the type of job I wanted at a competitive place to work.

It may seem to you now that you'll have plenty of time now to buckle down and turn your life around, but trust me, the decisions you are making now are going to take a lot longer to overcome than you may think. Sit down TODAY, and think about what you really want to do in the future and make the changes necessary to get there. Otherwise you are going to let your bad decisions dictate your future.

there is way way way too much flavored vodka sitting in my apt right now

and way way way too much alcohol that needs be consumed over the next 3 weeks...

2 fifths of tequila
1 fifth of whiskey
1 fifth of vodka
1 fifth of schnapps
1 case of bud light

Saturday, July 18, 2009

I woke up in a kitchen.

That's right. A kitchen. Not mine. Needless to say, I'm home, and going back to sleep.

Friday, July 10, 2009

ZOMG, I just remembered: two years ago tonight was the last time I got boned.

My life blows

Drinking bc some guy you love plies you and then he leaves w/o even smooching you

Also = sucky

WTF kind of loser walks out on me when I'm all naked and such? Idiot.

You heard me. He took my clothes off and left.

We do this.

I'm kinda drunk and shouldn't be saying this shit.

But he's the one who got me drunk, so I kinda don't care.

I know. I look pretty good naked. At least for my genre. I'm guessing most broads my age don't look that good naked anymore. I, on the other hand, still got it.