Name: Serra
Age: 28
Sign: Leo
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 112
Hair: Reddish brown
Eyes: Blue
From: Ohio
Tattoos: 10
Piercings: 2
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Idol: Marilyn

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Thursday, April 13, 2006

Fucking morons everywhere
I really have to find somewhere besides Athens to go for fun. I went up very late after work on Tuesday night, which tured out to be very busy for some reason. Within a few minutes, I saw two piles of puke on the same block on the same side of the sidewalk. Yeah, classy. Ditzy drunk whores (some of which are in the new Playboy, so I hear), and macho prick drunk assholes (whom usually get too drunk to even get a hard-on). The students (At Ohio University in Athens) are so clueless about things that don't involve college life. In the womens bathroom, there is grafitti everywhere. One of them says "Stay in school as long as you can, it's great!", which is quite fucked up.

Some of the stupid shit these bitches write on the wall, I tell ya. Most of it has to do with their stupid ass "shuffle" names, or something about drinking and partying. That's all they think about, I don't even know how these fucking dumb fucks pass their classes. Most of the bitches can't even spell, even simple stuff. I could sit there all day and count how many times "your" and "you're" are incorrectly used. These people are not on my level. The boys only care about two things, drinking and getting some ass. And the ones who are actually thinking about relationships are the ones that are complete losers, for one reason or another.

I've said it before, but I really need to work on finding somewhere else to hang out on my days off. I would go to Huntington, but that's in WV, close to KY- so it would be nothing buy rednecks. Even the college students there (Marshall University) are rather hickish in most cases. Though they are filming a movie down there right now, which is rather interesting. I would have went to one of the casting things, for when they need extras, but traffic would have been horrid. No use to drive sixty miles to get into that bullshit, only to be a little blip on the screen. Maybe if I had a decent shot of myself in the movie, but not for some far away crowd shot.

Anyway, back to the subject. I cannot relate to people around here, at all. I don't talk to my friends as much as I used to, since they all have actual lives, and people in their lives. I have to drive one hundred fucking miles to get to somewhere decent (Columbus, OH) to hang out, and the people around here are total asshats. I don't want to move far away by myself, since that is a scary thing, and I really don't want to somehow end up homeless. I could move to Columbus, but that would be a huge waste of money, to pay rent to live in this fucking hellhole of a state. Columbus isn't all that great anyway, and it's getting a lot more dangerous than it used to be.

Basically, I'm stuck for now, and there isn't anything that I can do about. I'm not going to win the lottery. No white knight in shining armor is going to sweep me off of my feet. I have to tough it out, bitch and moan, and suck it up until then. And find something to do so I won't go totally fucking insane. And everyone I meet on the personals sites are complete tards. I still don't think that they are even reading my profile before they write, the illiterate bastards. And I won't reply to anyone that writes to me and says "Hey sexy, what's going on?". If you don't know me, and you see all the shit that I wrote on my profile, you do not call me "sexy" when you first write to me. Hell-the-fuck-no.

I've been working too much, that adds to the anger and frustration. I like where I work, but after so many days in a row, it gets on my nerves that there are only a few of us who are willing to pick up the slack that needs picked up (and that it seems like we're never prepared for when shit happens). I do as much as I can, since I don't think that anyone else will be willing to. And because I've been taught not to refuse work, been taught that when growing up. If they need you to come in, you go in, you don't tell them no. Yadda yadda, etc etc.

I need to retreat into a fantasy world or something. Imagine myself on the beach with David Duchovny, drinking non alcoholic strawberry daqueries. The waves lapping at our feet as we roll over and over, on top of each other, into the water. A nice scenic underwater kiss would be next, but we'll just leave it right there, since it's getting a little too uh... yeah.

Eh, fuck. I just wanted to update y'all on what I've been thinking, which turns out to be the shit that I'm always thinking. I haven't posted for a while, and I felt bad about that, so here it is. I talked to someone that I haven't taked to for a long time (the other night), it was nice.

2 Comments:

At 4/14/2006 9:59 PM, Blogger Der_General said...

I can't count how many times I've had friends who've said "Life would be great if I could only move to Los Angeles/New York/Colorado/New Zealand/Katmandu"/etc. One thing I've found out is that unhappiness isn't dependent on geography - if you're unhappy in place A, moving to place B isn't going to change that. A change of scenery can be nice sometimes, but I don't think that's what you're looking for...

 
At 4/15/2006 1:04 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

I have to disagree with you on that one. Where I live, there really isn't anything to do. Literally, nothing to do. If I was somewhere that had stuff to do, and had different types of people, I know that it would make me a lot happier.

 

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