LIAH #1001

hello. well we made it, and we continue. may i rant for a bit? my life has gotten extremely fucking difficult. first response, oh boo hoo man the fuck up. 200,000 people died in haiti, one out of five kids is homeless in america, they still haven't made an arrested development movie yet. whatever. i'm allowed to have my own problems. i failed my camera test today. the fucking arri 16mm piece. of. shit. i fucking hate that thing, i'm never going to use it, and FUCK. I FUCKING FAILED IT. i mean i'm retaking it tomorrow and i'm going to pass it tomorrow. it's not like i got a grade as an F and i'm complaining about it. been down that road before, i can deal with that. i mean this is supposed to be my shit you know? it's becoming too easy to rethink what the fuck i'm doing with my life and just give up and roll burritos for eternity.
by the way, sidenote. in case you didn't see my facebook statuses i met bill hader 2 days ago and the lonely island guys came in again yesterday. that was awesome. i'm a total loser fanboy so talking to officer slater was a huge deal for me. it was even cooler having a conversation about McGruber with the dudes working on it. will it suck? according to the little guy it won't.
anyway, where was i. grr. fucking angry, depressed, listening to the smiths? what the fuck drew. at times like these, i've found it important to see an endgame. my endgame? sitting on a beach all summer having mrs. d'angelo bark in my ear about how her cabana needs to be cleaned. or rolling burritos without a care in the world. last summer, took it for granted so hard. either way, i am grasping on to every second of the summer.
my sophomore year of college, easily the most difficult school year of my life. with production II(maybe i've told you about the fourteen hour class days), work, lack of a social life, it's just not fun right now. life isn't fun. but hey, all the petty bullshit aside, this is life. this is the real world. you gotta grasp it by the balls and just endure.
if you couldn't tell, today was a rough one for me. now i'll pack the bong, sit back, not worry about my paper on some iranian film due thursday, and just let the thc make it all better.
tomorrow is a new day.