Daily: 1/27/25

I never ended up going on that walk. The bum ass redneck that my roommate is friends with got too drunk, kept me up, and pissed all over our house. Today I got food from one of the food courts on campus. Saw my roommate there and on the way back saw one of the guys I went to Nashville with. We're probably gonna get lunch sometime soon so that's nice. I was fantasizing about killing my roommate and his friend last night. I worked out a little and tried to play Huniepop but he came back and I was too embarrassed to keep playing.

Daily: 1/25/25

Don't really have that much to talk about for today. I have my laundry going on downstairs and I'm thinking about where I want to get fast food from. Tomorrow I have a history test that I have done zero studying for. I'll probably get a hotdog and some sides from Sonic and go for a walk tonight. There's a gas station not insanely far from my house so I'll get a coke and a snack there for the walk back. I'm taking an art class and I discovered this artist. He takes photos of dead albatrosses that have a bunch of plastic inside of their bodies. I thought it was neat.

Daily: 1/21/25

GOD I WANT A TATTOO, specifically a back tattoo. It's embarrassing but I think it started when I played Yakuza 0. A beautiful piece of art hidden for most of your life is so cool to me. I'd have to find a design I like enough to have on my body forever. Plus I'd have to deal with the pain, find a good artist, and save up enough money. I might apply to a car wash near me. One of my friends works there and he has a bomb ass jacket that they gave him. The only thing that's stopping me is my college schedule. I have class from 2:30 PM to 4 PM and the car wash closes at six. I'd have to wake up around 6:30 AM so I have enough time to get ready at 7:30 which is when they'd want me. I'll talk with my friend and decide after. If I get a job that I'll work more than two and a half hours at I'll probably piss away my money on dumb shit. Also I haven't worked out at all, haven't even touched my resolutions three weeks in. I'll take it more seriously tomorrow. I've told myself that every day this month.

Daily: 1/20/25

Long time no type. I've wanted to make a blog post but just haven't gotten around to it. For a quick rundown: It snowed and I got really high and smeared chocolate all over my shirt, our house got "broken into", I started to go for walks, TikTok got banned for a couple hours, and I'm done with my ex emotionally.

To start, it snowed in the south for the first time in years. I love the snow so much. The way it coats everything, the way it crunches underneath my feet. It's something small but it's nice to see things in a different way. I texted some of my friends if they wanted to hang out and we did. I hit their carts and we went to some gas station. I don't get out much so this store was damn near futuristic. It had a soda fountain and everything. We then went to this military base and smoked weed. This guy I used to be friends with out of desperation and my friend's little brother was there. One of my friends, the short redneck, went to his truck to smoke crack, or meth. I'm not sure but he was smoking it out of a bowl and using a torch to heat it. I went back home and started scraping this chunk of chocolate with my teeth. It was so good but I got it all over my shirt. 

Next was when our apartment got broken into. My roommate joined a frat and he was checking people's IDs to make sure they were old enough to enter. Those two girls, the short one he used to fuck and the tall one I used to fuck, showed up and he turned them away. Then the tall one went into our apartment. She didn't exactly break in since we don't lock our doors for some reason but she wasn't invited. I heard someone open and close the door but it felt wrong. I don't know how to explain it but it's similar to someone moving stuff around in your room but ever so slightly. Your keyboard is slightly askew or your bed sheets are ruffled in a way you don't remember. I walked to the kitchen to put up a bowl that was in my room and found her pressed as far as she could into a corner. It was weird, she didn't attack me or scream, we just stood there until I said hi. She wanted to trash my roommates stuff which I'd be okay with as long as it didn't affect me. She wanted to pour out a bunch of protein powder and sauces across the house but I talked her down to just trashing his bedroom. She looked hot by the way. She did something new with her hair and was wearing a shirt that showed off her cleavage. Sometimes I think about what could have been if she wasn't so stupid. She thought pan-sexual people actually got off to pans.

The next two things aren't really interesting. I went for a walk in the middle of the night. I walked past this sorority house and I felt like a weirdo. Imagine being a pure, innocent, defenseless girl and this vaping homeless man walked by your driveway, you'd be freaked out. TikTok also got banned, Trump took credit of getting it unbanned even though he wanted it to get banned in the first place.

I'm also done with my ex, I'll still talk to her as a friend but romantically I'm done. I've waited six years for her and not a second more. I loved her more than she loved me and that's fine, but I can't take it anymore. We hung out and she just refused to kiss me. Eventually we did but it just felt weird. I don't know if I broke her because admittedly I was pushy with her but I don't know. Then we went to my bed and we did nothing. Previously she'd let me touch her though her clothes but she wouldn't let me. I asked her what she was okay with and she told me "Don't touch my pussy, don't take off my clothes.". I listened to her and stuck a hand up her shirt and grabbed her tits. She yelled at me to not do that and it just ruined the mood. We've only been talking for a couple months now so I understand why she wouldn't want to do sexual stuff but we've known each other for over half a decade now. She has some self esteem issues and told me she might be aromantic and asexual but I don't understand why she'd switch up on me out of nowhere. I'll either find someone else or I won't. It's sad but that's how life is.

Daily: 1/9/25

Had my other class today, Precalculus trig. The professor had really hairy arms but was balding a little. One of the guys I know was in the class too and it was nice seeing him again. It's supposed to snow a lot tomorrow. I'm really excited for it because the last time it snowed I was just a kid. Every time I see the old photos of me in the snow it makes me proud somehow. My roommate went to a party and I did three laps from my apartment to my mom's house just to clear my head. I don't think getting back with my ex is a good idea. We get along great but she also pisses me off a lot and she isn't very good at making me feel like I'm getting back what I put in. I was supposed to take her home yesterday and today and she'd give me a Sonic hotdog as a thank you. Both days I ate less so I could really savor that hotdog. Both times she told me she changed her mind an hour or two before when I was supposed to pick her up. While I was driving two people turned off their brights when they were facing me. It's a small thing but it's nice to see.

A little bit after I got back from driving my roommate came back all bloody because he fell face first into a bookcase. I made him take melatonin and changed the lights to a red strobe light because I wanted him to dream about being in Hell.

Daily: 1/8/25

I don't have anything specific to write about so I'll just go over what happened today and last night. For some background info the coke addict girl that my roommate was seeing got kicked out of her house. She had blocked him for something and he sent videos of her doing coke to her mom. Her mom talked to her over text about it and she cussed her mom out and she said something like, "I'm not doing this, you are BLOCKED!". The girl I fucked was living with them for some reason so she was there while this entire thing was happening. The coke addict ended up having her dad and brother practically disown her too. So both of them got kicked out and wanted to spend the night with us. My roommate didn't really care but I do since the last two times they came over they woke me up at three in the fucking morning. I made a pro and cons list and it was two pros to seven cons. Some of the cons were: Their volume, it being awkward to be in my own home,and them calling me a thief because I would steal alcohol when they weren't in the room. The two pros were free alcohol or coke or weed and doing an act of charity. So they didn't come but I was really considering it. 

The short one that my roommate dated for a day immediately threatened suicide. She said that she'd buy buzz balls and lay in the road. This other time me and this one guy was practically bullying her. Both of them were over and they got drunk and emotional. They both went outside to skateboard and both of them hit the ground and just crumpled. They went back inside and we started watching the Dragon Ball Z Broly movie. Eventually the girl I fucked, I'll call her the tall one for now on, asked if she could lay in my bed. I said no really loudly and really quickly. She started crying and the short one asked me if the tall one could please sleep in my bed. I said that I just cleaned my sheets which was a complete lie. Later on the guy and I went to McDonald's and got some food. I don't remember exactly what we got but everything we had came in those cardboard boxes with the super dense and sharp corners. We crumpled up the bag and the some of the boxes into a ball and put it into another box so we had this super dense, sharp cube that we could throw at someone and really hurt them, and that's what we did. The short one was in my roommates room so we unlocked the door with the mouth piece of a vape and chucked the McDonald's cube full speed at her head. He left right after that. In one fluid motion he hit her square in the face, turned around, and left through the front door. I respected him more after that.

She started crying and left right after that. The guy who put a dent in her head came in. He didn't even leave, he was waiting in his car still and just walked in after he saw that she left. A little bit after she texts my roommate that she was going to kill herself by crashing her car. I didn't really take it seriously but they both immediately started getting their stories straight in case she did end up killing herself so I started panicking. If I remember right the story was that she was drinking with us and we turned our backs and she was just gone. She didn't kill herself sadly but she did spend an outrageous amount of money at McDonald's. Like forty or fifty bucks worth and just left without getting her food. I forgot about this until now but the guy and I also spent a hundred or so dollars on amazon prime video buying individual episodes of SpongeBob. We bought individual episodes because they were way more expensive than buying whole seasons. We also had to go through a couple of credit cards that she had saved to the account. Her's, her parent's, and her grandma's all rejected but her granddad's didn't. Long story short I wish she flipped her car and died.

I don't really know why I'm not using people's real names when I write these out. Nobody looks at this anyways. My first post had four views and I was really happy until I realized that it was just me looking at it since I was proud of actually doing something to completion for once.

Classes started up again. Nothing really notable happened except me trying to find the class and my professor. I got lost twice trying to find it and when I did I audibly went "oh shit". My professor is Eastern European so he has a funny accent and projectors kept dying on him.

I should start writing about old stories more. Three paragraphs about something that happened two or three months ago and four sentences about what happened today. Something else happened last night with my roommate and one of the girls he used to see but it's not super interesting. They walked in while I was watching the King of the Hill episode where Peggy goes skydiving. 

Update: Writing this at 12:37 AM the day after. I also threatened the short girl a lot. I'd jerk forward and raise my fist so it'd look like I was about to rock her shit. I also slashed and stab at her with a knife. I'd be inches from her face and if she got angry with me I'd say I wasn't even doing anything to her so she couldn't be mad.

Nephew

My nephew visited recently. He's older than me so it's weird but he's a good guy. He took me shooting with one my my cousins (I guess) and it was fun. I shot a pistol, revolver, and shotgun. It was fun in a scary way. I'm holding something that could easily kill me or someone else if I felt like it. I've never went skydiving but I think it'd be similar. Probably not as intense so more like bungee jumping. He kept talking like a gun dude bro saying things like "your adversary" and "If you didn't kill them you scared them off". I know that guns are used to kill people but to be reminded of it irked me a tiny bit. I was a pretty good shot with the hand guns but I was scared of putting my face anywhere near a shotgun so I was practically guessing. We did something else after that but I don't remember it. That's kind of why I started blogging. I have a shit memory so writing things down when they happen should help me out. I even kept a shotgun shell casing as a memento. It doesn't really help when I wait until the sixth to write about things that happened on the third. After they dropped me off at my apartment I hit my vape while pissing and they called me if I wanted to get ice cream. I said yeah and we got ice cream, went to the mountain nearby, and they asked me about my ex that isn't entirely my ex anymore. 

The morning after we went to Nashville. I had almost no sleep because my bum ass roommate invited his bum ass girlfriend, her friend who is also the girl I lost my virginity to, and this redneck came by unannounced. He just shows up sometimes and I hate it because I can't enjoy stuff while someone is watching over my shoulder. He took a shower at three in the fucking morning when I had to wake up at six. I don't know why he can't shower at in other bathroom in the world but whatever. Then all of them got loud and I had to go out and threaten to kick them out. I went back in my room and was shaking. I'm such a fucking coward that asking people to quiet down had me shaking. Didn't matter much since I fell asleep in the car using the seat belt as a pillow.

Nashville was kind of boring honestly. It's beautiful but we didn't really do anything. We got barbecue from Jack's and Nashville's famous hot chicken. My pseudo cousin was about to get it hot but the cashier had to talk him down to medium. This old guy who worked there for twenty seven years said that he doesn't even like making it because it hurts him so bad. The chicken was really fucking spicy but it was so good, like so good I forgot about the spice until I finished eating. We also went to a bar, it was kinda shitty since I couldn't drink or do anything except watch the country band playing. We also went to a couple pawn shops. Typing that made me remember that's what we were doing after we went shooting.

The day after we went to trade day. Trade day is where a bunch of vendors just sell off whatever. Guns, puppies, turkeys, honey, whatever garbage they want gone. There's also a lot of Mexicans, like more than I've ever seen in one place. I also saw maybe the most stunning girl I've ever seen. She was pulled straight out of a magazine. Perfect skin, a striking face, her white clothes and the way she walked screamed that she was better than everyone combined. I want to see her again one day, not to talk to her because I'd be too pussy but just to get a better look at her.