When I met you I said my name is Rich, you look like a girl from Abercombie and Fitch...

So I've almost survived my 3 week of work. I do have to say this, it is getting better. I'm making friends, and the people aren't so scary. This entry is going to be totally lame because I'm exhausted (yeah, its only 10, but I'm tired) and I want to get some sleep.

I'm thinking about a new screenname, the current one is boring and hard to remember. Suggestions?

My name is never was

This is in no way connected to my last post, but I feel like I am misrepresenting myself.

Do you need anybody?

I am quite bored of life right now. I am 18 and already part of corporate America. What's next for me? A house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, a minivan with a bumper sticker bragging about how smart my honor roll student is, 1.5 kids that could do no wrong (except exit my womb as a half child), and a husband who brings home the bacon so I can fry it up? None of that appeals to me. Sure, one day I'd like to settle down, but at this point why the fuck would I want to? So many of my friends are engaged, settling down, and becoming real adults. What the hell happened to embracing our independence, running free, and having fun? You're going to give that up for a mortgage, joint checking accounts, and a chance of the out dated American dream? I don't really know what brought on this rant, but I needed to say this. It makes me feel sad and pathetic that I'm so jaded at 18, but I guess that's the world we live in. Gone are the days of simplicity now we must conquer the world and then some.

God I hope I don't get sucked in....

Boom Boom Boom Boom, I want you in my room

I do not know why I am posting so many times this night, but if you are bored, stop reading. These past few weeks have really showed me who my friends are, and I may have blogged about this already, but even more has happened to prove this. I have screwed up, made a fool of myself, and just struggled through the past few weeks, but through it all I smiled thanks to everyone I talked to. To the friends that keep me up into the wee hours of the morning, I would be a train wreck without you. To the people that send me little texts throughout the day, they prevent me from going crazy at work. And the friends that are always there for me, no questions asked, there are no words to express how much I love you because of that.






Side note: My heart doesn't skip when I see you, the butterflies aren't there, my world is turned upside down.

They say it's your birthday, well it's my birthday too!

Happy Birthday Jeff!!

She's got legs, she know's how to use em

I know, I know. Sam has this on her blog but I loved it so much I felt the need to post it to mine.

Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder

Throughly disappointed about what the song "Black Velvet" is really about. Don't bother looking it up, you probably don't know the song, it was an odd 80's song. But I thought it was so pretty and then I looked at it's wiki page and found out its about Elvis. Bleh