| Current mood: |  tired |
| Current music: | Sparta- Vacant Skies |
Fuckin tired man. just got back from the mall, and seeing my girl. Pretty happy right now, besides that tired part...
Worked today, good... 9 hours I believe. Suckered tobacco in the mud, and then handed latts of tobacco in the barn today. Wasn't bad, got a couple blisters, and my socks were soaked all damn day. But yeah, other than that, not bad.
Went to the mall tonite, and saw my girlfriend, which made me cheer right up. Gawd I love that girl, yes I do. Didn't do much there, just hung out. Yeah, pretty boring, as usual. : D
I have nothing to write, I just wanted to update this bitch quickly, going to go wait for Alexiz to sign on, and then go and hit the fuckin hay, and get ready for another day of work (hopefully rain will come and stop the work day) tomorrow. Later... But first, here's a poem, rip it to shreds in my comments after you read it, cuz it's kinda like a freestyle...
Why do I feel
Like the ball always drops
Straight on my head
Making me fuck up
And making me sad
Screwing with my head
And leaving me for dead
No one can see what I see
Or feel for a second
Life is a constant pain
I can't even think
What I am here for
Kept alive by the small hope
That one day it'll all be gone
I could start a new
And live a new life
But that won't happen
And neither will this pain end
Never will I escape
Or even come close
Lifes a bunch of bullshit
Dropping on my face
Sprinkled with hope
Only to be dashed
By the reality of my world
So I'll let the ball drop
And continue to screw up
For the only thing I have going for me
Is the hope that one day, you'll realize too...
Gawd, that was awful, and only took me like half an hour to write. I need to practice more, demmit, >: o
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