This applies to EVERYONE: I started this thing to put down how I feel about things at a certain time. When I want to talk, but feel like I can't. It's really just that simple. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not out to make anyone feel like they're being put down. If you feel that way, there must be some truth in what I'm saying.

2/22/2005

Song of the Day: "Brains Out" - Error

"It's like... even when we win, he wins..."

Well, it's now officially Tuesday. This trip hasn't gone as bad as I thought it would've, being with my parents and all. However, some strange shit has happened since we've been here.

Keep in mind we're in a Sheraton, which is a nice hotel chain.

1. My parents and I are on the top (thirteenth) floor. On Saturday night there were four people on our floor that were running around in the hall; knocking on doors, screaming as loud as they could, leaving trash in the halls, setting off the fire extinguishers, and kicking out windows.

2. On Sunday, the meeting room we were in was next to some hispanic meeting/party. Because they were so loud and inconsiderate, we had to move into the basement of the hotel.

I know that doesn't sound like much, but if you'd been here I think you'd understand.

Oh yeah, we spent $400 in the bar last night for the five of us. I'm not trying to brag, but I just thought that was insane. That's about $80 a person for what we were drinking, which was mainly beer.

Being with people twice my age on this trip makes me realize what I'm in for 20 years from now: A life of blindness and forgetfulness. It almost makes me wish the average lifespan were 30 years.

But at the rate we're going, I'm not that far off.
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