WHO WOULD KILL FOR WHAT THEY WANT
There are a few things that i'm tasting in my mouth right now, which include the leftovers of dinner, cigarette smoke, some gum now, and the desire for a job that seems nonexistant. I would almost literally kill for an advertising job...literally. It seems like idiocy and depression are mixing together into some slurry of frustrated twenty-something angst. Have any of you ever wanted something so bad that you would do almost anything for it?
I am reminded of a conversation with one Jason Oosting over a pitcher or two at Cheer's where we recalled to eachother the knowldge and recognition of a sense of confidence, almsost a blessing among brothers that we would live to see the success of the other. (as an aside, this girl who i'm pretty good friends with in my computer class is asking me a ton of really dumb questions right now and i want to kill her too as well as kill for a job) I'm really starting to doubt things. The harder I look for this job, online or otherwise, the more and more i'm ready to physically do something about it. I'm not going to storm the castle and kill the king so i can be king, but i am going to start showing up to places and getting creative...very creative.
I'm calling you out...all of you. Some of you already work in the fields you want, some of you don't even care what you're doing right now, floating around in your college or high-school career. The future is now. And I'm getting pretty pissed.
The girl from class is really annoying! BLAAAAHGRGH! STOP TALKING TO ME!
I'm just frustrated today beyond belief. I want to sit and smoke some cigarettes until someone offers me a job. I'm worth it...anyone who knows me knows i'm worth it. Don't i deserve a job?
Sincerely, pray for me to get a job...
~Boarass | 
