warm beer

It's Tuesday October 11th 2011 and it's 130am. I'm drinking a warm beer and watching music videos on youtube. I wasted my Monday reading dry textbooks, doing chemistry homework, listening to music and writing lame blogs.

My personal life is a huge mess at the moment, it's more of a mess than I let on, but I am really not bothered by it. I am sure someone will read this and be a little offended, but whatever. I think it's time for another warm beer. Hold that thought.

So, I am spending most of my free time doing school work, for a degree I am not entirely sure what I want or can do with. I already have a lot of the necessary credits for a BS in Health Science, so it seemed like the best decision. I plan on working on some sort of masters degree, eventually. Apparently you only need a masters to be a PA (physician's assistant) and according to some online sources PAs make twice as much as RNs. Not that it's all about money, it's also about not being stuck behind a desk. Ick.

I do not know anything what-so-ever about cardiac crap. I wish I did the paramedic thing before I went to school to be an RN. Honestly, working for EMS sounds a lot more exciting than anything I could do as a nurse. I guess I should just study rhythms and cardiac drugs when I have spare time. :/

If you're still reading this you must be really, really bored. Hello almost 2am and warm Heineken.

I really wish it was 2009. Fuck.

I've managed to keep my calorie consumption less than 1500 calories per day for about a week now. Well, the beer may jack it up to 2000. Oops. At least I am not eating 500 calories, only drinking, sooooo much better. :(

Right now I feel like I loved my life two years ago. I was in nursing school, living at the house on Saltsdale, partying away most of my free time, and I weighed 135lbs. I hated my job though. I mean REALLY hated. I actually enjoyed nursing school, kind of miss it. Anyway, this entire post is a drunk ramble.

now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her
i want to hold you close
skin pressed against me tight
lie still, close your eyes girl
so lovely, it feels so right
i want to hold you close
soft breast, beating heart
as i whisper in your ear
I WANT TO FUCKING TEAR YOU APART

This is what I typically look like when I am sitting in front of this piece of crap. HOT.

If anyone has a zit remedy that works, please let me know ASAP.  I'm a hot mess over here, oh add an oversized hoodie to that photo and you'll have the full effect, oh and pink skull candy headphones, not gay earbuds.

I really, really want to press rewind. I really, really want a bonfire and friends and music and beer. That's all. Don't judge.