Unenthused

"I got no motivation,
Where is my motivation,
No time for motivation,
Smoking my inspiration"
~Green Day "Longview"

I'm bored. I'm bored, I'm exhausted, I'm lonely, I'm fucking my sleep schedule, I'm poor and I'm trapped. I'm trapped I'm trapped I made a mistake in going to college and now I can't get out. If I leave, I'll have a skill but not nearly enough experience or a completed degree. I'll be sub-standard in the industry trying to pay off almost hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt, because I did what my parents did and went to college. It's what so many people do, so I did it.

I hate this place. I want to move someplace else, meet new people, see new things. I want to pack a bag of clothes, hop a cargo train in the middle of the night and see where it takes me.

My friend Cass (I don't really like her that much - she's mean to me) says I need to get laid, so I tell her to go find me somebody who'll sleep with me, and she says it's my responsibility. I don't think she understands how incredibly unmotivated I am, it's sort of like telling prisoners that they'd damn well better lock their own damn cells 'cause we're sure as hell not gonna. I really just don't give a shit.

Blech.

TRH