|Current mood:|| curious|
|Current music:||Bruce Springsteen - You're Missing|
hello out there.....been a while. Crap, 2 months. That's a long ass time. Let's see. Respiratory Therapy, top of my class. My nickname is doc, they say I should go to med school after undergrad. heh, who knows maybe. Katie has convinced me (didn't take much) to return to Chicago after I graduate (fucking class of 2005). Atleast I'll have a good job. So what's this I hear about Elliott smith dying? Couldn't see that one coming. Hell, his songs probably depressed the hell out of the poor guy. Better to have than to not. Anyway, I have no idea why I came back here. Life is good. Good school, lazy job, easy going kinda lifestyle fits me well. Chicago I miss so much, ohio the balls is sucks. This fucking place can't et it right. Raise my tuition, cut my fin. aid, and you want me to keep my technologies in state? I think not. Hey who knows, maybe Loyola Med school. Maybe I still owe them money, wonder if that'll count against me? Only one way to find out, chicago here I come. Catch ya on the flip side.....
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