2 more hours at work I can do it

2 more hours at work I can do it

laland:

friend: what’s your favorite strokes album

me:image

soundsnspirits:

Foster The People at Governors Ball 2014 in New York City

Photos by Joyce Lee // soundsnspirits

This sort of free time is the exactly what I was afraid of for this summer.

free time == too much time to think == sad bryan

tyleroakley:

this is what vine was made for

totally got a tattoo

totally got a tattoo

This friday I start my second job at the aiport. I’ll be a wheelchair assistant, baggage checker, and security. I had two take three classes for this job, and take two exams in order to be certified for the position.
 Granted the classes/exams were free and provided by the company, I don’t really understand why it only pays minimum wage, except for when I work as a security guard, which according to my boss, won’t be often. 
 I don’t reallt need a second job. I don’t know why i’m pushing myself so much and getting rid of my free/sleep time. I just feel like i’m never doing enough. Although, it’ll be nice to actually have some extra money. 

School is coming to an end and i’m not as excited as I thought i would be. I’m excited for schoolwork to come to an end, but last year it also meant i could spend more time with Matt. This year I won’t see him again until august. 

I’m also in a relationship and it’s very strange. I have no feelings for this guy. Mostly because he’s unnatractive, as shallow as that sounds. I need someone to show off, but i’ve kept him a visual secret. Not because I’m afraid of PDA, simply because I’m embarassed to be seen next to him. I keep wishing it wasn’t him, but it was Brandon, or David. Although, I do enjoy the attention and having my things paid for. It’s a familiar feeling.

I’m having trouble feeling empathy towards people, i really just dont care. I hate my supervising job. I hate my boyfriend. I hate my home. I hate my father (yet again).

This friday I start my second job at the aiport. I’ll be a wheelchair assistant, baggage checker, and security. I had two take three classes for this job, and take two exams in order to be certified for the position.
Granted the classes/exams were free and provided by the company, I don’t really understand why it only pays minimum wage, except for when I work as a security guard, which according to my boss, won’t be often.
I don’t reallt need a second job. I don’t know why i’m pushing myself so much and getting rid of my free/sleep time. I just feel like i’m never doing enough. Although, it’ll be nice to actually have some extra money.

School is coming to an end and i’m not as excited as I thought i would be. I’m excited for schoolwork to come to an end, but last year it also meant i could spend more time with Matt. This year I won’t see him again until august.

I’m also in a relationship and it’s very strange. I have no feelings for this guy. Mostly because he’s unnatractive, as shallow as that sounds. I need someone to show off, but i’ve kept him a visual secret. Not because I’m afraid of PDA, simply because I’m embarassed to be seen next to him. I keep wishing it wasn’t him, but it was Brandon, or David. Although, I do enjoy the attention and having my things paid for. It’s a familiar feeling.

I’m having trouble feeling empathy towards people, i really just dont care. I hate my supervising job. I hate my boyfriend. I hate my home. I hate my father (yet again).