I'm gonna leave this place better than the way I found it was. And Jesus gonna be here, gonna be here soon.

I need to figure some shit out. How come I panic when I am actually doing something with my life rather than when I sit on my ass for 3 years and do nothing with my life? How come? I'm just going to go into debt and go to school and get as much out of this school crap as I can. I'm going to get internships and shit. I'm going to do it all right this time. And then someday maybe I'll make enough money to pay it all back. Or I won't. I'll go to jail for unpaid loans. That will be a life experience. Then I'll write a book and make millions but they won't be able to take any of it because I'll have already served my mother fucking time. That is my life plan. It is a lot to get done in the next 30 years or however much longer I'm going to live. At least in jail they'll pay for my mother fucking insulin.

On a lighter note I finally got to watch America Idol last night!

I still don't have a job though.

I'm thinking of becoming an academic.