It's been over a year since I've done a journal here... a huge load of shit has been going down, in the meantime. Please don't hate me.

Since my last entry I've:
~moved to Tennessee... I think I spelled that right? ><

~turned 18.

~went to a strip club and gotten a lap dance... three times.

~started senior year in HS, and finished it. Good times, but I missed my friends from Michigan quite a bit.

~gotten my first job as a "grill technician" (see, burger flipper) at McDonald's, everyone's favorite outlet for fat lawsuits.

~finally taught myself not to spell everything like a Canadian.

~grown a 13-inch ponytail, cut it off, and sent it in to Locks of Love for leukemia patients, or something.

~fallen in and out of love, kinda, maybe... 8 times. It's hard to count, really... Why must females be so damned attractive? Fuck hormones.

~decided that I -will- vote for both president and local representatives, as well as issues plagueing society at large. I don't want to be one of the "anarchist" fucktards you hear bitching about the government, and openly admitting to not voting. If I'm going to bitch about the government, I'm going to vote first. I believe you have to try to change something before you can piss and moan about it.

~gone from a bitter, withdrawn teenager to a more open, outgoing, but still quite bitter "adult," though I doubt I even fit that label.

~registered for a draft that either won't happen, or I'll be graded 4F for, anyway.

~finally gone through a solid three months without getting bitched out for being a no-account loser who, if he applies himself, could be a solid-A student. Amazing, on my part, since Highschool, for the most part, was a major waste of my time. If I did any work at home, it as a project that unfinished would bury me. Classwork isn't as bad, but I won't do -worksheets- at home, when I'm supposed to be out of school. Learning is supposed to take place in school. Why the hell should we take it home with us, when we'd rather fuck, eat, or go to bed?

~And the last bit I can pull out of my ass right now, I registrered for college classes. I start on august 29. This is where the -useful- learning begins... or so I hear. It may be another crock of shit cooked up by those pricks upstairs to keep kids in school and out of trouble... Oh well. I'm in it for the career opportunities, not for the social interaction, anyway.