I'm Nothing Without My Influences. Nothing Without My Friends.

Just because everybody else is. Actually not really, but just because if I'm going to spend as much time as I do on the internet, I might as well do something on it rather than just creep on facebook and lurk messageboards. I'm not going to make promises on how many times I will update this or what I will talk about. More often than not it will be funny stories, rants, and just general updates on how I feel about life. Pretty much what 99% of what blogs are. Welp, here we go.

I have 23 days left of high school. I have one class that I NEED to pass to graduate... and I'm not. I don't need any help, I just need to do it. Motivation and I don't hang out much.

I'm working on getting a job... or 2... for the summer. Hopefully I get hired for this ADHD camp at EUP. I'm also looking to get into the Barber Center. I'm gonna apply to Hot Topic and Pac Sun as well, just to see what happens. If I could work part time at either of those places I wouldn't complain. Regardless, I need money.


This is part of the reason why I need money. Not the record itself, but the artwork that will be on the back of my left calf. Just the coffin part. I thought it was an undertaker like character, but Suga informed me it was an amish dude. Regardless of what it/he is, this was the first hardcore record I got into and I still listen to at least one song from it every day. Anybody want to donate money to the "Get Casey ink that his parents won't like/understand fund?"

The other reason I need money is for my apartment next year. I'll be sharing a one bed room apartment with Mr. Johnny Riot and I'm already looking forward to the pre-falling asleep while lying in bed conversations. I will definitely miss the spontaneity of living with my father though. Especially shit like this:

He shattered our glass table because he didn't put the umbrella in all the way...

Well, that sums up what's going on for me right now. Stay you.

Song of the day: "Love" by Crime In Stereo
"And I'm not surprised, I've spent all this time just singing 'God send cigarettes and purpose to guide this life.' And this is what I wanted, but all my prayers distorted. A dream come true and it's nicotine and disappointment. And I'm not surprised."