Kellan. 22. UofA.
Lol sup tumblr. I don’t think I’ve even typed anything on here this entire school year. Preeeetty sketch if you ask me. Do people still say sketch? I still like to. Whatevz. It’s 4am and my caffeine is still lingering so this always does an effective job of killing time. Sort of. Anyway. I’m really proud of myself in school, I just saw my exam grade and wanted to scream and rage around but its 4am so that would probably be frowned upon. I’ve never been a straight A guy but it’s nice to feel good about something you worked hard at.
Kind of pissed by the timing of finals though, it’s pretty much inevitable to eat shitty food and drink gross shit to stay up. This was juuuust as I was seeing results. Oh well, I’ll keep at it this summer and I think I’ll still get my goal. I’m really glad I’m not doing much this summer so this can be my main focus. Vegas should be fun though, gambling and such.
I get confused by people who are really excited to get out of college and go into the real world. That terrifies me. And the fact that it terrifies me makes me even more terrified that I’m not going to be successful and I’ll be a hobo and I’ll be friends with a hobo named Bill and we will do hobo things together and that sounds really gay. Hm. I’m sure I’ll be fine. That’s what everyone says. I just want to get a job offer to some small town in Oregon or something and treat that as I reset button on life since that’s the closest you can get with that sort of thing.
It actually doesn’t terrify me anymore now that I think about, just getting a solid job does. I generally consider myself an unlucky person in this whole field so being unlucky with the thing that pays for rent food gas etc. doesn’t seem too fun. Yeah, still kinda terrified.
That was fun. Sorry if that fills up your feed or whatever, do people still follow me on here even jesus I don’t even know. I enjoy rambling and there’s a lot more satisfaction with it when you post it for the whole worldz to see and I miss writing so yeah. peace out girl scout.
tell me which part of yourself
you hate the most
so I know exactly where to plant my lips
every time I see you
i hate my dick