What do the Scottish and a pathetic twenty year old like me have in common? We both think Trainspotting is probably the only movie that makes being Scottish look so damn cool… I think. Well, that and the soundtrack is pretty damn good as well. It's been two good weeks of doing nothing and I am in deep shit. Maybe I'm procrastinating because I know I have one hundred and fifty bucks to spend. I know thats enough to keep me well nourished and satisfied for the rest of the month, and then Christmas rolls around and it's not like all my relatives are going to let me be broke during a festive season, right? I hope not. But then February's going to roll in as well and then I'm going to be broke again. And if I'm going to let myself live like that, like a fuckin' lazy bastard for the next two months then maybe, I should just consider myself worthless, sink into depression and maybe, just maybe, make everyone around me believe I'm insane and get chucked into a mental institution. But then again, do I actually have the guts to pull that off? Or am I just a starved soul waiting around for a sign from heaven? Wishful thinkin' eh? I could blame everything around me for the plight that I've thrown myself into. I could blame the media driven society, the money driven economy or maybe I could blame my parents for not pushing me into the right direction; for letting me make my own decisions. I could blame the world for not warning me of this outcome. I could. But what's the point of blaming everyone and everything else when it was my decision to make from the start. I can choose; to believe I am an idiot for consciously letting myself make the decisions that I made, right or wrong ones, or, I can fuck all and take a chance, because we all know these next two months of doing absolutely nothing, with nowhere to be and nothing to gain, this; is now or never.
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