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Monthly Archives: August 2015

Friends Are Just The Best: Meet Jeff

26 Wednesday Aug 2015

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appearance, character development, fiction, friends, personality, spoiled rich kid

I guess you could say Jeff is my best friend. (God I hate that term it sounds so childish, besides the fact that like most people he’s not really the best of friends. But whatever) He’s also my roommate at the moment. Originally I just used to crash at his place then it turned into a pretty permanent situation. He’s a tall, very pale white boy. He has black hair and brown eyes. Other people have said he’s got a Johnny Deppish appearance but I don’t see it, except maybe for his shaggy hair that tends to always be in his face.

He’s pretty much your stereotypical spoiled rich kid. Lives off his parents money and spends most of his time partying and chasing pussy. I’m probably the only girl he knows that he hasn’t fucked. But that’s just because I like teasing him, I expect that’s more enjoyable than sex with him would be. I haven’t heard many good reviews. Me and Jeff went to high school together and knew a lot of the same people. We hung out together sometimes but it wasn’t until after getting the Friday the 13th tattoos that we really became friends. He’s an IT guy for some nonprofit company. He claims they don’t pay him enough which is why he still takes money from his family and lives rent free in one of the buildings they own. I think he feels like working for a cause makes up for his being a rich brat.

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My Own Personal Hell

14 Friday Aug 2015

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So I’ve talked about how I’m not really sure what I want in life. I can’t really picture what my dream life would be but I do know what I don’t want. I can easily picture what my own personal hell would like. That would be living a mundane life of exactly the same thing everyday. I’ve met people that have worked at the same job their entire lives, and in the same exact position. I can kind of understand staying at the same company if you start moving up or whatever. But seriously I’ve known people that stayed in the same place doing the same exact thing everyday. I couldn’t even imagine that. To me it seems like torture, which is probably why I can’t really keep a steady job.

It still boggles my mind that there are people that can get up and do the same thing day in and day out. Not always just work either, just in general their life is full of steady routines and patterns that they have to abide by. I’ve realized though that for many people it’s a necessity. For their lives to make sense and to be able to actually get things done they have to stick with doing the same thing every day. Perfect example is a lady I worked with once that ate the same thing everyday. She had lost a lot of weight and in order to keep the weight off she had to eat the same thing everyday. If not she would stray off from her calorie count or whatever program she was on and gain the weight back.

Even if I wanted to I couldn’t possibly stick to doing the same thing everyday. I just don’t have it in me. The closest I have ever come is going to the same bar for a couple days straight. But eventually I have to change things up. I need constant change to keep me going. Otherwise that’s when I fall into habits of not getting anything done.

Typical New York Day on the Subway

06 Thursday Aug 2015

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While walking through the train station the other day a young girl was walking in front of me with a suitcase. I was annoyed because I couldn’t get around her. She dragged it slowly, struggling as if it weighted hundreds of pounds. The suddenly she stopped. I missed falling into her by about an inch. Regaining my balance I looked at her and she was staring at her phone. That was it, I lost control of myself. I managed to squeeze around her suitcase and all the other people coming and going around us. As I pushed my way past her I hissed. “How about you stop looking at your phone for two seconds and watch where you’re going.”

Looking up from her phone with tears in her eyes she responded, “I was just looking at a picture of my mother who died yesterday. I’m going…”

She had begun sobbing and tried to continue talking between choked breaths. I cut her off and said, “That’s very sad but if you don’t want to join her, stay the fuck out of my way.” Then I stomped off. Mean? Well yeah, duh. But really she was still an idiot and needed to know it.

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