Falling Through the Cracks

I was an idiot to think that it would go down any other way. That's what happens when you devote your entire life to something. It doesn't work out. Successful marriages are the ones where the cop pulls over the speeding camaro, pretty blonde bats her eyelashes, and off they go to the wedding chapel, skipping and singing the whole way. The guy who wins the lottery is the one who buys his first ticket and plays the birthdays of his kids and/or wife. The garage band that blows up and makes it big is the one that bangs around on their instruments for a year, learns some basic chords, and gets picked up by BMG because they look like Brad Pitt.

You'll never see the guy who sidelines his dreams of being a rock star and goes to college, abandons everything in his life (including his family), and basically bows down and does everything in his god-given power to make things work for his love, be given his just desserts. Never does the gambling fanatic win big. If he does, it doesn't cover the overhead from all the wasted dollar bills that were forfeited on outlandish hopes. Never does the hard-working artist make a living playing music, while 50 Cent can burp out a few elementary rhymes about how bad it sucks in the hood and make millions.

I guess, if I've learned anything from life and living, it's that noone really benefits from actual devotion to anything. Noone gets what they want. If a man is lucky, he'll stumble upon some weird hidden talent and make a living exploiting it. The truly successful man will go to the right party and tell the right joke, and blow-job his way into a career. The man who has things truly figured out is the one who shits all over everything in his life, couldn't care less about his love, devotes nothing to his passion, and fully exploits whatever falls through the cracks.

Pirate... I think.

The rill dill. This was in a weapons depot.

Renaissance fair

This is the dude at the door. He called it a barb. Gaywad.

Between shifts.

About to study my psychology class and I'm honestly feeling pretty good about my decision to wait for college. I know how I used to be, and I deinitely wouldn't have been able to handle it. I now actually like to learn. I (somewhat) enjoy reading my textbooks. I guess we'll see how long that lasts.

Welp, better get to it.

Celly phone

Doing schoolwork since noon. Good night.

I challenge myself to have a straight-A semester

I haven’t had straight since i was in, like, second grade. This is a challenge to myself and I promise to do everything in my power to make it happen. If I can do it my first semester in college, there’s no reason I can’t do it every semester following. “Let’s see what the kid can do.”

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