Tomorrow I leave for Chico at 6am sharp. I cant wait. I’m so fucking pumped. Ready to move on and get the hell out of this town. A buddy of mine is moving to Chico at the same time I am, so that should be interesting. I know it’s gonna be a really fun and tough couple years, but I’m 100% ready for it. Bring it on. 2 more years and I should have my bachelors in graphic design.
Okay, so its 3am on sunday morning and I just got back from the club. I feel kinda bad too. Here’s what happened. A friend of mine got invited to this party at the club on the air force base. She’s 19 and is in love with the young airman so of course she wanted to go and she dragged me along with her. I refuse to go to the club on base because I hate the young dumb sairman, but since I had been sipping on a bottle of Merlot all day, i was pretty buzzed and went along with it. So around 10 we head out there. It was dead from what we could tell by the parking lot. She’s underage so we decided to go get her some booze and come back and see if it would pick up later on. We finally get in there (my friend was all buzzed) and the guy she was supposed to meet up with was lame. He left within the first 20 mins that we were there. Meanwhile, all of our co-workers who work on base were there, so we were busy mingling with them. The guy left, my friend was sad, but she was drunk and got over it fast. I was sober, so I headed straight to the bar to get drunk because I can’t handle my coworkers if I am sober. My friend gets super wasted and I get pretty drunk too and we have a good time. So here’s when the drama starts. Earlier in the night I invited a friend of mine to come with us, but she decided to stay home, but she offered us a ride home if we got too drunk to drive. So with that in mind, we both got shitfaced. Not shitfaced, but I drank more than I should have if I was planning on driving. Near the end of the night, I call my friend asking for that ride that she offered. She was sleep and grumpy, but hey, if you offered us a ride, then im gonna take you up on that offer! She takes forever to come and get us and by that time, we’re already sober and ready to drive home. So we ask her just to follow us home. She’s pissed at us now that we woke her up and ended up driving ourselves home and I can kind of understand that, but at the same time its a saturday night. She has nothing important to do on sunday and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Iunno. She ended up not even following us home and she went straight home. I feel bad, but iunno. It was a precaution that we decided to take and if you offer us a ride home I would think that you shouldn’t be too surprised if you get a phone call at 2am asking for it. *shrugs* I’m not drunk right now, but i’ve definitely had 4 or 5 beers. Maybe tomorrow i’ll look at this differently. Although right now I feel bad and I can understand her frustration, but at the same time a friend should always be there and I’ve done my fair share of picking up drunk friends at all hours of the night.
good night.
Tomorrow is my last day of work! I don’t think it’s hit me yet. I do not have to work a full time job ever again for about 2 more years! HOW FUCKING COOL IS THAT!> I’ve worked so hard for the past year and a half going to night school and working full time and working a weekend job and it’s finally all coming to an end. I got my associates degree in Liberal arts and now im ready to move on. I totally remember a year ago thinking that this would never happen, but it did! I could not be happier. I have sort of realized though that working a 7-4 week job, 5 days a week, for almost 2 years just sort of becomes your life. As much as I hate it, I cannot imagine not going into work every morning, having a cup of coffee and speaking with patients all day. Its weird. Not many people go from a job like mine, back to school full time. I am so glad I didn’t settle for it because I was completely miserable and had I been stuck doing that job for the rest of my life I would have just gotten more and more depressed. I cannot wait to tell those bitches bye tomorrow afternoon.
Okay, so lets play a quick game of catch up. This is what I’ve been up to:
Went to a rave in LA and took a pill for the first time in over a year. had an excellent time. saw awesome dj’s. met crazy people. went on a road trip with my older brother to Chico, CA. had orientation at CSU Chico. signed the lease for my own apartment. paid the security deposit. paid off all of my debt. got a second job pouring wine at a winery in the santa ynez valley. put in my 2 weeks at the winery job because im getting ready to leave for college. saved a lot of money. got approved for a huge loan all on my own credit. go me! been purchasing valuable bottles of wine to stock up for college. very excited for college. have absolutely no debt. put in my 2 weeks at my full time job. hired somebody new to replace me. been training her all week. shes stressing me out. bought a lot of movies. went wine tasting and got very drunk. drove home. very very bad choice. nothing bad happened. i got lucky. friend bought a new house. helped her move in. planning a going away/house warming bbq at her place. should be pretty fun. still hate my job. only have 3 more days. i need a glass of wine every day after work. shouldn’t be stressing this much, but i do. got a $150 bonus at work for the quarterly awards. co-workers planning a going away potluck for me. im not looking forward to it. last day of work is this friday. plan on spending all of next week drinking wine and packing. i leave for chico on Thursday August 14. still have no friends in Chico so im kinda nervous about having to make some. kinda nervous about school also. but it should be fine. should be nice to go back to going to school full time. im having to pay a lot of money and am under a lot of pressure. the atm stoled my debit card today. bastard. as if i wasn’t already in a bad mood from work. i hate dress clothes. i plan on burning my dress shoes on my last day of work. i still havent seen dark knight. wtf is wrong with me? saw Wall-E. thought it was awesome. saw the golden compass. polar bears fucking rock. talking polar bears rock even harder. cannot fucking wait to leave my job. its 10:36pm. i should go to bed.
it’s been fucking hot lately. Not sure why, but the weather has just been ridiculous. It’s nice, but it’s very unusual for my town. So as i sit here on my laptop with a glass of wine at 9pm on a wednesday night…im sweating. I don’t know how I am going to sleep tonight either. I can fall asleep like a baby if it’s cold because i can always use more blankets. It’s actually more comfortable that way. However, when it’s hot, you can only strip down to a certain extent. Sleeping naked sounds ideal, but since I sleep on the couch and my mom leaves the house before I wake up, it might not be a good idea.
…so maybe i’ll just have another glass of wine…or 2? That’ll help me fall asleep.
Thank fucking god this week is already almost over. I’ve had a very tough week. I’m not the kinda guy who would let things really bother me at work, but this week has been rough. I love the government for giving us extra paid days off though. Memorial day is monday, which is a paid holiday and they also gave us friday off and paid as well. Sweet deal, no? Plus tomorrow is thursday and its a training day for the hospital that I work in, meaning its closed to all patients. We have the entire day to catch up on accrued work and I do not have to deal with bitchy old people. Plus, I always leave early. ha!
anyways, my math final was last night and I’m teetering back and forth about if I passed or failed. I better have fucking passed it or else I will not be able to register for college courses at Chico State next semester. But i’m also pretty sure i bombed it. I got A’s on all of my tests prior to the final, so I think that should hold me up with a passing grade. If not, I shall slit my wrists.
it was a quiet wednesday night. I came home from work. took a nap and then made myself dinner. I made an awesome little salad and topped it off with my oh so excellent homemade vegan ranch dressing. I also added some corn, faux chicken, pine nuts, avocado, and edamame on top. It was pretty bomb. My parents were glued to the screen watching American idol. I think it’s a pretty silly show, but oh well.
Alright, well im off to bed. I gotta get up early tomorrow and pick up some donuts for the office, which means I have to get up about 30 mins earlier than i normally do. Lame, i know. ha. But its going to be a short, easy day followed by a 4 day weekend which I sooooo need. So i’m not gonna worry about shit.
Today is a great day. Perfect weather for a saturday. I’m so pumped. A couple friends and I are going to go down to Santa Barbara and just hang out and walk around all day. We plan on doing drive-bys at most of the bars we pass, meaning were gonna stop and have a single beer at each place and then continue on with our day haha. It’s pretty fun. Hopefully we can stop by Lazy Acres too, which is a huge health food store. I’d love to pick up some Soy Delicious!
Some people in this world are so completely full of shit that they don’t even realize it. It sucks for these people, but it also sucks to have to work with these types of people. You know, the “it’s never my fault” pathological liar type people who are constantly talking and telling stories about their life and how they’ve somehow managed to work everywhere and try everything. These people need to just be shipped away and stored in a colony on an island far away so they can talk amongst each other and tell each other all about their so called “life experiences”, because truth be told, I couldn’t give a shit.
This morning I witnessed the most awful thing ever. Well, the past two weeks have involved an animal dying in front of me, which just fucking sucks. Last week was bad, but today was by far the worst. Let me explain…
So, as if i’m not already pissed at the world this morning, I’m walking out of my house into the cold wet morning fog. The minute I open the door I see a truck stop right after it passes my house. It slows down and sort of just freezes in the middle of the street and then slowly turns off the road. So, naturally, I slow my pace to see wtf is going on. Next thing I know, I see a large black cat sprawled out in the middle of the street with a bloody tail…it was obviously dead. The driver of the truck got out of the vehicle and just stared directly at the cat and began crying…bawling. Now, I didn’t see the cat get hit by the car and I don’t think the truck hit the car. It was a little old lady in her pajama’s, so i’m assuming she lost her cat and was driving around the neighborhood looking for it, when she came across the cats dead body. I was so bummed out. After I drove off and drove around the cat, I watched in my rear view mirror and the lady just stood in the middle of the street looking at the cat and crying and 2 cars had to stop to avoid hitting her. She was so sad and it was not a good way to start my morning.
When I get home from work, guess what i find? The cats body. She must have moved the cat out of the street and put it on the side of the road…so it’s just laying there…dead. So horrible.
I hate today.
I see a pattern here. Gabe goes through little spurts and is all motivated to keep this site going, and then it eventually wears off. That’s wack. But it’s not too much different from everything else in my life. I seem to keep going through little episodes of obsession with things and next thing I know, i’m bored with it and moving onto something new. And this is for everything. Hobbies, cooking, relationships. What’s wrong with me? Maybe i’m just one of those people who can never settle down with anything. I guess I still have a lot of growing up to do, but damn….21 years old and you’d think I’d have a lot of this stuff figured out already.
Oh well, here’s a funny picture to look at:
