good bye, cruel world

the closing of 2012 has always been a bit..frightening? it causes a worry in me not felt since the turn of the millennia with something called y2k . although i wasn't so worried or freaked out hoarding toilet paper and snickers, but there was the uncertainty, the possibility that technology would implode, turn against the human race à la skynet, and we would become destitute without our internets and cell phones. there have been signs of this sort of thing happening with the rise of ridiculous "reality"" television coming about, sub par music, crimes of the past coming to light, falling off fiscal cliffs, and psychotic children. it's probably a good time to clean the slate and start a whole new world. a brave new world. 
rationally, there is no real threat to this coming of the end. i don't think people should be repenting for their lifelong sins...

should the end be approaching, however, i hope i'm doing something that makes me happy. i mean, i don't give a shit if i'm going to die as long as i feel good. ...like i've done everything i wanted to, within my means, and don't expect things to get any better.
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hm. i guess i mean to say i really don't care if it's the end of the world. i'm rather tired of it. i wonder if this has anything to do with watching too much supernatural and american horror story. god, i don't want to be a ghost either.

ends Up

everybodies. i can almost taste the good old chilling to be had for the remainder of my summer. after this weekend, seriously gonna be sleeping in and trying to fit in video gaming (too neo-old school) and making those long ago, thought out interweb mixtapes. i'm actually looking forward to these things. oh yeah, i suppose that summer bucket list has gotta come into being one of these days...

hmm, as much as i long to be relaxing and spazzing over how to beat last level bosses, there is business to attend to. figurative, but seriously serious stuff. i wish my brain could take a break, though. i mean, i had a final yesterday and i was dying last night while i was working on a report/presentation. i quit thinking right after i took that test so it was hard as hell to concentrate. i thought about putting an inappropriate little simile there, but..eh.
it's so surprising that i actually stuck out the whole nine weeks for that summer class! i wasn't sure i was gonna make it, 'cuz there was always a lot of shit to do and other people had chicken'd out and quit, but here i am, a testament to droll will power. it was also kinda fun(ny) sometimes. i'm so astonished and proud! it's a feeling that hasn't been around much lately. the food today was boss. and those weird games where people ate stuff. the not normally so tasty stuff. it would've been better with a pint of a miscellaneous melange of alcoholic beverages..and maybe bodily fluids/snacks, but i digress! i didn't mean to bring in my saturday night routine.

i just feel relief.

the penultimate wave

my break time is nearly terminated. i spent the majority of it stuffing my face with things i don't normally ingest. regrettable. i also learned to lower my expectations, but, my god, i wasn't prepared for the experience to trump my lowest anticipation. it was funny how i thought of what i was really in for on the day everything started. and the fact that i dismissed the fact of whatever it was. great.
the next time that happens i wonder who'll be with the kids, if all goes according to plan.