If the World is Ending, I'm Throwing the Party

So I got into Penn State and Drexel Universities! Woo!
I got a raise at work! Woo!
I got a Speedy 30! Woo!

I am now a second semester senior and I could really care less. School is a fkkn breeze now. And the best part about it is the fact that my grades aren't even slipping. I practically sleep in Latin IVA and yet I'm getting an A. It's obscene, but hey, it works.

So all I really need to worry about is Senior Plan. The general topic for this year is Behavior, Psychology and Morality so I'm going to be focusing on Birth Order and it's effect on children in families. It's going to be awesome.

Enough about school. So I was bored (as usual) one night and I decided to raid Craigslist for random stuff. So I'm looking through a search for Louis Vuitton and I get the crazy idea that I want a Louis Vuitton bag. But not any bag, I want a Speedy 30. Preferably Monogram Canvas but I didn't find it. I found a Damier Azur one instead. So I bought it. I met up with this lady in the city on Sunday to get it. I froze my toes off but that's ok. Now that I think about it I probably should have asked someone (Sylvester) to come with me just in case she was a psycho. But luckily, that wasn't the case so everything worked out fine. Oh, and yes. It's real.

My hands are cold. Oh and I had another dream about my friend's boyfriend. Yes, I said 'another', as in, I've had one before. I mean, I'm not exactly sure why. I'm already quite well aware of the fact that I think that he's hot and smart and absolutely awesome; so why does my subconscious feel the need to remind me? It doesn't make any sense. And it's not even like anything happened between us in either of the dreams. Definitely not this last one, since I remember it clearly. We were just hanging out in some random place (it looked like one of the science classrooms in my middle school) not really doing anything. Just talking with some other people around.

And all throughout the dream I was very well aware of the fact that he's Polly's (names have been changed) boyfriend. I mean, VERY well aware of this. But we seemed to be getting along so well, like he didn't even have a girlfriend. I guess that's why it's a dream. Also, one of my co-workers, who I kind of have a thing for, was also in the dream. That was extremely random. It just made no sense for him to be there. And I didn't even know that he was there until he said something. He had a book in front of him and a pen in his hand and he pointed out something in the book and said that it didn't make sense to him. I don't even remember being shocked or anything at him being there so I guess he was supposed to be. Either way, it was all very strange. But strange in the way that it's all quite normal when I think about it. If that makes sense. Whatever.

Metallica is fucking amazing. Why didn't I ever listen to them before? Sure I had Master of Puppets but that was one song. Now I'm listening to All Nightmare Long and it's such an intense high-energy song. And I love how their songs last for ages, like 6 minutes. And there will be 1-or 2-or 3-minute-long guitar solos and intros. Fucking epic.

Fuck College.

It's complete bullshit.

Happy New Year

yeah. that's all i wanted to say.