To distance myself from reality, I spent the night loading all the new iPod ads onto my iPod (actually, that only took like twenty minutes, my mom talked my ear off for a few hours.
You should watch the new ad, it’s all psychadelic and I can’t get that song out of my head.
I’m really stressed out with finals week next week and all these damn papers due. Fuck. I need to do something productive, but I’m just so overwhelmed…I have learned helplessness. That’s what I’ve gleaned from my psych class. Everything I do, my dad yells at me for, so I subconsiously figure that I might as well do nothing and get yelled at anyway.
Tonight I need to clean my bathroom and get started on that cinema essay. Tomorrow is going to suck. Bio in the morning, have to beg for a ride to wherever we’re going…ick.
And I will be all exhausted and stranded in town because my dad is riding his horse some random place. Hella gay. I need to stop procrastinating and do some damn work. I don’t want to clean my bathroom. My dad is kicking me out in like two weeks. Why the fuck should I bother?
Because he bought the parts to fix my car. Damn…
Ooh, I just thought of an engraving for my next iPod:
There is only me.
www.retroviral.net
My current engraving says:
Darius Capulet
(my email address)