Really though any night with my best friends is never a let down even if we do basically nothing. I can't think of a better way to spend my Tuesday night than with the boys hanging around a record player just hanging out. I actually have the best friends anyone could ask for and I'm stoked how often I get to see them lately. Although a few of my best friends are living far away and I get to see them sparingly, namely Sam, they still manage to make me feel like the luckiest person alive from miles away. Enough of that drab though, I'm just loving life right now.
Got a sweet job. Getting close to my auditions and feeling pretty confident. Plenty of parties and ridiculous nights. Unreal shows non-stop. I can't complain right now really.
There's nothing like being optimistic.
I posted a blog last night complaining like a fucking fool about how little money me and my family have, and deleted it immediately after realizing how fucking lame that is. I hate hearing people complain about their situations when it's really not that bad. There's always something far worse going on in someone else's life, how can you sit there and complain about school and work? At least you have a roof over your head. Optimism is the name of the game, everyone needs a little more of it.
Yup.
This is another sad attempt at a meaningful post, and judging by the numberous other posts I've written and deleted immediately after, I don't expect this one to last much longer.
Anyway, this is basically what's up in the life of jess spencer:
- been getting an unreal amount of hours at work, all of which are paying off the unreal amount of debt im in with my parents due to the purchase of a new instrument, ridiculous amounts of music lesson fees, and the not so recent dent I put in our car that had to be fixed valued at $2000 (go team jess!)
- had some ridiculous nights the past couple weekends, including sloppy keggers in barns in minus 15 weather (welcome to the middle of nowhere), bar nights, bar nights, bar nights, bad cave, and of course, bar nights (I hate being 19...)
- crew hangs and Sam visits
- new tattoos, new records, new debts
Really though, I've basically lost all use of what's left of my abused memory, and it's sad to say I can't remember much of what I've done the past two weeks so I'll add to that list at some point. Which is a point I should make to anyone who reads this, it's actually frightening how much of my memory and hearing I've lost...so I ever talk to you, please speak louder, and don't get offended if I forget your name, or what school you go to, or what we did together three days ago, and don't laugh at me when I can't remember band names, or what I did yesterday. It drives me crazy.
It's 12:09 am, I work in 6 hours, and apparently I was supposed to hang out with Sam 10 minutes ago but she's disappeared off the face of the earth. Definately won't be able to sleep now, I can't fall asleep when I'm under pressure knowing I have to sleep or else my days gonna suck a big one. FML
I'm gonna go make a sad attempt at just that
BRB
ALSO, if anyone knows a boy who isn't a complete asshole (crew excluded), can you please introduce us cause I'm having the worst time finding one who is actually half decent. kthnx
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