is it spring yet
wakes up in the middle of the night on a saturday; with all my friends at the bar or asleep, my boredom leads me to be blatantly mean to a kid that won’t stop messaging me, google tracy morgan quotes, and leave my brother a sassy facebook comment for the world to see.
February play list as of yet:
Rihanna
i need this hoodie!!
[video]
bear geography succeed
i have been trying to finish Bukowski’s Ham on Rye since November. it’s not that it’s bad; maybe i just don’t have the time. the problem is, the book isn’t mine. i can’t risk returning the book unfinished, living the rest of my life not knowing what happened to Henry, his bad temper, and his foul mouth.
for now the book sits nest to my bed, a blank guest check (No. 798254) folded in half saving my place, only a hundred pages away from my destiny.
they say if you love it, you should let it out it’s cage and fuck it. if it comes back, you know it’s there to stay.
in a nutshell
i probably most likely will not get into the Hallmark Internship on account of my pathetic 2.6 GPA. it makes me sad that something i could should have avoided is going to keep me from an exciting opportunity. i have vaguely thought about this internship for the past two years, but was obviously not thinking that hard.
my academic advisor who has a constant attitude but is extremely handsome told me to apply anyway. if they go as far to ask for my transcript, i’ll know my portfolio was at least that good. i left his office in dissappointment, and as i walked out, “Ed” told me to pull my grades up. it took a lot of restraint not to flip him off for stating the obvious.
instead of ending this post with a beautiful picture of a boring town that was my temporary ticket out, here is a map of the sad place i will probably spend the rest of my life.
i’m applying for a creative internship at Hallmark. it’s something i’ve considered doing for the past two years, but was lazy about it. the monotony of Pennsauken, NJ may have given me the extra kick i needed this year. after dotting a few i’s, crossing some t’s, and banging out a cover letter, my application will arrive a month early.
the internship takes place in Kansas City, MO, approximately an 18 hour drive or a $200 round trip flight away from here. i feel like i’ve already been accepted; i’m already making mental lists of what to bring and who i will miss the most in consequential order. thousands of students apply, i’m sure… but i need this more than they do.
