What happens to a man when his hope has been lost? What happens to him when there is no where else to go? He can only be so lucky to regain that hope, to continue with his dreams. He can only be so lucky.

I am getting tired of the majority of the journals lately. Teenie boppers and teenie bopper wannabies, take this for instance… “My dad is sooo kewl…he’s gettin me this kick ass sofa for my birthday!!! *Aug 20th* Leo-RAWR! Oh also I may get the Engine red sofa cover…white will get wayyyy dirty wayyyy fassst. Anyways..the red will be oh sooo kewl. Ohhh…” ENOUGH!

Where does it come from? Damn.

The old guidence councelor rules have atrophy. “If you had a million dollars in the bank and did not have to worry about money, what job would you like to do?”
Oh come on… who is going to say they want to be a janitor?

Sometimes I wonder why I still work at the same job when I know I could start my own company and make it profitable.

Sometimes I wonder why I can never seem to get ahead. Everything I do seems to put me back at square 1.

Sometimes I wonder what will become of my life. It is as if my life is a jigsaw puzzle and all I have together are the “end pieces” and I still have all of those damn sky pieces that are the same fake blue and they all look the same!

Sometimes I wish I could stay awake and never go to sleep.

I have noticed something today about the events of humans with narcolepsy…
They tend to be very distant and quite vaug…. ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz

I’m from Gryffindor!
Hogwart’s Sorting Hat Quiz
made by The Genki Gang

ok, so this is for the people who never read my journal anyway. but if anyone is damn good at installing Linux, let me know. i’ve recently gotten an old gateway 266Mhz system back. I have never had much luck in installing it on to this machine and may need some help.

Thanks,
JT