Man, I just can't stop listening to Bastille, absolutely amazing band.
So tomorrow... or today at this point, is going to suck so very much. I get to spend my birthday going to work in the morning, then sitting through class until 9 at freaking night. I don't even get to do anything afterwards because I have to work Friday too. All I really want to do is sleep... God, I need a pick me up here.
I guess it doesn't matter, not like any of my friends ever remember anyway, so I might as well be stuck at work and school all day. Have I mentioned that I hate birthdays for that reason? I don't care about presents or shit like that, it would just be nice to have friends who gave a shit, you know?
And why is it that I can't seem to write until I no longer have time? I started working on another story right as school started. In the process I've created a character that I hate, I mean really hate. He's a complete bastard, but he serves his purpose well. I just kind of wish I could write in a grisly ending for him, but it's not that kind of story and he's not that important beyond the beginning. You never know though, maybe I'll find an excuse to go back to him by the end.
Oh do go back to him in the end and throw him into a very deep gorge or at least a wood chipper. If nothing else, it will make you feel better.