Happy Anniversary?

John Bender: Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamn, freeloading son of a bitch. Retarded, big mouth, know-it-all, asshole, jerk. You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful. Shut up bitch. Go fix me a turkey pot pie. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. Dad, what about you? Fuck you. Brian Johnson: Is that for real?
John Bender: Wanna come over sometime?

-The Breakfast Club

Happy Birthday Blog...or one year anniversary. Whatever. Actually today isn't the exact date I started the blog. That would be the 11th of June, but I didn't feel like blogging that day like I said I would. Who gives a fuck anyway.

Apologies for my negativity today. I've been kind of up and down this week. I just realized recently that I wasted one year of my life at UTSA. My plan was to stay here a year, apply for transfer to UT and UNT and then everything would be all good. As the year went on, I realized I probably wouldn't get in UT as a non-CAP student But actually seeing it in written word this week that they "weren't offereing me acceptance" really sucked wrinkly ball sack. The same day I didn't get into UT, I got into UNT. I guess it's cool. Althought it is fucked up to get into a school you know nothing about. So now I'm on my way to study film at my second choice school. Whoopee...

My mom and I drove up last Sunday at 7am to apartment hunt in Denton. First impression: Denton is the smallest, shittiest, non-UTish campus I've ever seen. But we were just driving through. After visiting a few shitty-ass apartments, I was ready to turn around and go home. We visited about 6-7 complex's and ended up signing a lease to The Exchange. Kimberly actually lives in The Exchange apartments in College Station, and she likes the management there. The complex is brand new, and has a shitload of shit in it. (impressed w/ my extensive vocabulary?) I have to, of course, do roomate matching due to the fact I don't know ONE FUCKING PERSON at North Texas. But if I do get matched with a psychopath that I want to get away from, I can always just go visit the lap pool, resort pool, hot tub, tanning bed room, pool table, shuffle board, foozeball, gym, media room, etc. This place is fucking ridiculous. I'm very very excited to live at The Exchange.

On Monday my mom and I walked around campus a little bit and it makes me a feel a lot better about going to UNT. So that's that...I signed about 1100 pages of bullshit for the damn apartment, so there's no going back, and that's a good thing. Fuck UTSA...hello UNT.

Has anybody who reads this seen or heard from Alex Joseph Carter? I think he might have died or been kidnapped. Where the fuck are you?!

I think I had a lot more to talk about, but I can't remember anything right now. And Ellen is on. Here are some pictures, bitch.

Go Spurs Go...Let's just forget about game 3.


Kristen goes to the mall!


Kristen and I are pissed at Alex


Brittany turns 19!


Another party at the townhouse!


Vag fest...again.


Posers


Another sunset


In Dallas!


Mom reading a map in a McDonald's parking lot.


Laura and Kevin...not posing


My future


Kristen's brother on their trampoline...


New shirt


Playing a game Mary purchased at Adult Video Megaplex. I had to wear underwear on my head and run around...


Sex Charades...


I haven't laughed this hard in such a long time. Thank you, Mary.


Hanging with Kristen...and not Alex. Seriously...where the fuck are you?!


Sonic, bitch.


Laters for now...