Bleh, I'll be using this site a lot less.

I'm in line for school, but I'll have a terrible semester--bad schedule as well as a bad work schedule, homework galore, studies-a-bore. Found out the teacher of half my classes has been reported as incredibly unfair, rude, and homework-heavy.

My shoulders are wearing out, and injuries are piling on to me. Work is becoming more intolerable to me, and many co-workers I like leave quickly.

I'm having less and less time for friends, family, and fun, and more and more time devoted to a schedule of obligations.

However, progress seems to be pushing me to a brighter future. Time will tell whether or not I mess it up.

I officially regret college. I regret having even considered going, I regret that I continue to go, I regret that I still plan on finishing it.

I regret the potential in both mind and body that I have let wither away. I regret not having formed relationships when they could have been meaningful. I regret being a foul friend now.

I regret being a shitty son, a bad brother, and again a failure friend. I look forward to regretting being an awful uncle. I regret being little more than a drain upon those who make my life satisfying.

And the world had better fucking regret not creating me pre-civilization, when I could have done so much for so many soas to regret nothing.

Now I feel better, yet no less indebted, and no greater able to return kindness given me.

Not dead.

Not in jail or prison.

Work sucks, school sucks, I suck, yet all three are proceeding quite well.

I have little to say other than I miss people and I still enjoy video games. To whomever reads this, if I haven't seen you lately don't take it personally. I'm too lazy to get out of my parent's house, so I don't leave to visit much. You're not missing out on much.

Good day and fun times to you.

I fought the law, and I kind of won!
I fought the law, and I kind of won!

My thanks to Judge Sympathy, and my apologies to Madame bus driver. I got forty dollars and four points knocked off my fine. And the driver seemed much less bitter than I'd expected, which made me pleased. I'd hate to fluster somebody with my latent stupidity.

My situation when the violation was made sucked, and I was predisposed to make an error no matter what. Regardless, I made a mistake, felt bad, and wanted to apologize (as I do, still). However, I was never granted to opportunity, as I didn't see the driver afterward, and I'd have been the dumbest dumbass to ever be dumb if I would have apologized to her during the hearing.

Ultimately, I am pleased with the way it turned out. The only thing I hated was dressing up, especially since I'm poor and couldn't afford actual nice clothes, and thus resorted to throwing on quasi-dressy, mis-matched clothing and thereby looked --to state it technically-- like an asshole. I still would have hated dressing up no matter what, but a matching suit wouldn't have made me look completely ridiuculous, just formal.

A good day for me, and I hope a good day to you.

I fought the law, and I kind of won!
I fought the law, and I kind of won!