Job Searching Sucks

I have been out of school for about 4 months and I still do not have a job. Granted, I didn't look for one for the last 3 months because I was studying for the bar, but it still sucks. When I was studying for the bar 8-12 hours I could remember thinking that anything has to be better than this! I was dreaming of the moment when the test was over. Not only because the stress would be over, but because I would finally have some free time to myself. When the test finally was over, it was fucking great...for about a week. Now I am incredibly bored. I have never in my life been bored. I have always been able to keep myself occupied and happy fairly easy. I can read, surf the internet, listen to music, watch movies, and play my guitar for hours upon hours without becoming bored. I used to get very annoyed with people that needed something to do 24 hours a day or needed to have something shoved in their face. If you can't keep yourself occupied then you have a real problem. I used to love my alone time and could go days without talking to anyone. Of course, that doesn't mean i'm a loner or something, I love going out with my friends just as the next person. However, now that i'm out of school with nothing to do, i'm really bored. I never realized how much I took for granted going to school and seeing people everyday. It is strange going day after day only seeing one person and having absolutely nothing to do. I feel worthless. I want to work. I know that as soon as a am working I will probably regret saying that, but seriously, it has been too long. It doesn't help either that the job hunt seems to have no ending, and worse yet that it seems to have no beginning. I promise myself that when I become older and end up on the other end of the job search, i will be more respectful and receptive to potential candidates. People just don't seem to give a shit. It also doesn't help that I have been sitting around waiting for my test results. I still have about 3 weeks to go before I find out if I will be given a license. If I fail the test I will be even more worthless than I am now. I need a beer.

Kevin Federline is awesome!

I hate to say it, but I am really excited for Kevin Federline's (otherwise known as K-Fed) new album. I haven't really been into hip-hop and rap for about 5 years because it sucks now, but I think this album will change everyone's mind. Take a listen to his new single for yourself if you dont believe me.

the hardest coach in the state

I was recently talking to my old friend Josh from high school and we got to talking about an incident that happened during high school basketball that is so bizzare it is almost unbelievable. Our coach was a very strange and eccentric person, and many people, including myself, had trouble getting along with him. He was also very paranoid. I assume this stemmed from his high level of insecurity. Anyways, I digress. He had been very angry with us recently because he suspected we were goofing of in basketaball practice and not taking it seriously. He called us all into a classroom to give us a 'talkin' to.' As he stood up at the front of his class to start talking, most of us noticed right away that he was wearing blue sweatpants. What was disturbing about the sweatpants, however, was that they were incredibly tight, and you could see that he was fully aroused. As many of us started laughing, he became very agitated. He blew up and began yelling at us. I don't remember much of the rant, but I do remember that he was accusing us of not respecting him, and what was going to happen if we didn't take him seriously. He ended his rant with "if you guys don't think i'm serious, just try me. I am the hardest coach in the state!!!" Needless to say, that final statement did not help matters any, and the whole class erupted in laughter. He told us to go to hell and made us run quite a bit that day at practice. I'm not sure he ever found out why were laughing, but I find it hard to believe that he was oblivious to his boner.

I hate my car

I really do hate my car. In the past two weeks, it has been unbelievably cruel to me. What did I ever do to it? I took the bar exam on July 25th, and everything was going swimmingly that day. My alarm clock went off on time, I got up on time, and I was enjoying a delightful breakfast. With 30 minutes until I had to check in, and with only two miles to travel, I shut my front door and set off on my journey. As I was walking down my apartment path, with the sun barely creeping over the clouds, I thought to myself…wouldn’t this, of all days, be a shitty time for my car to decide to not start? I opened my car, slid the key in the ignition, and…nothing. What did I do next? Well, I did what just about anyone else would do, I freaked out. I started calling all my friends that were on their way to the test. Nothing. I called my girlfriend that lives a mile away. Nothing. I stood at the foot of my car panicking and all I could think about was what it would look like to others as I sprinted down the highway with nothing but a pencil in my hand. I also pictured what it would be like to wait until february to take this fucking test. Then it hit me, there is a girl in my apartment complex that took bar review with me! I had no idea where she lived, and I could barely remember her name, having only met her once. Nonetheless, I remembered she drove a convertible and I set off in a dead sprint to try and locate it. After some searching I managed to find what I thought was her car, and I started knocking on doors. After three knocks, my savior answered the door and I was saved.
My car troubles did not end there though. The next week I left for a trip to my hometown, and didn’t get 80 miles outside the city before the car struck again. I blew a tire and was stuck on the turnpike without a jack. The fact that it was about 110 degrees didn’t help the situation either. After waiting 2 hours, help managed to arrive and I was on my way.
Finally, to add a nice cherry to the top of this poop Sunday—my cars’ air-conditioning has not worked for about a month now. AWESOME!