what you read.

lots of people post very vague blogs. i love to read them. but i also like to read detailed blogs.

the vague blogs are so difficult for me though. my brain is so fantastical (in the words of dane cook) that i just imagine all sorts of weird junk and the words get twisted in my mind and i think "oh my. what if it's about me?" of course approximately 100% of the time, it's never about me. ahha. but still...my imagination does get the best/worst of me.

anyways. i love reading blogs. i've been slacking on writing them. i've been neglecting all my blogs. but here i am...once again...sitting at work. ahha. doing my homework?...mainly just on facebook. and now blogging.

anytime i see someone who i classify...ok judge...to be a mad life slacker saying stuff like "i need a break.""my life is so hard." blah blah blah...i get frustrated. seriously...you spend your days and your money smoking whatever you want to smoke, drinking whatever you want to drink, anything you can afford to waste your life on, you do. and yet you complain about how hard things are going for you.

honestly, who am i to judge these people? i have no right, and yet i do. i always compare them to me. i think things like "look at what i'm doing right now. you think you have it hard? quit your bitchin and grow a pair." and those same people who are wasting away their lives, when they talk about how hard school is...when they are only taking a couple of hours and skipping all their classes and still passing all their classes...they complain about how they have to write a paper. they have this or that test that they didn't study for. they have homework due. OH. MY. GOODNESS. SHUT UP. they don't realize how lucky they are to only have to write one paper every four weeks. they only have mindless homework once a week. they have tests but never three on the same day or in a row. they don't have to study every single night just to keep up. they don't have to suffer like we do...

but honestly. who am i to judge? i have no right.

the things i read...they sometimes make me go crazy.