Hello. This is my first blog ever. I don't know who my demographic is...so I will just keep typing and hope that I find a target audience.
My name is Jeremy Weber. I live in NY. Upstate. I am 20 years old and that's about it.
Another day...
I go to a community college that is right near by my high school. Yippee! I am majoring in Art Education. I think I want to be an Art Teacher. It seems like it would be the best niche for me. But when/if I become a teacher, I have to actually be responsible and make babies which might be a little difficult knowing full well that women do not have any interest in my body or what I have to say. Yippee!
I bet prostitutes want to have babies. Maybe some of them do. I bet I could scrape up some money and have sex with a hooker and attempt to impregnant her. Haha! I want a baby. I just don't want women to cloud the subject. They make great mommies but they are fucking wretched at maintaining a loving relationhip.
Anyway!
What am I supposed to think when I have one professor that says I am a genius and I am wasting my time in community college and then my VERY NEXT CLASS, I have another professor that tells me that I should change my major and I have don't have enough focus to sustain a life in the fine arts? What the fuck! I don't really want to inflict too much pain on people but I would love to "cut his heart out with a spoon". If you can guess what film that is, then you get a thumbs up.
I have been reading Hamlet. Great story. I can't fucking understand a lot of it but I was watching the movie with Mel Gibson and it made so much more sense. To not wake up the next day sounds like a fucking great idea some times. I don't really have the audacity to cut my arms open or even shoot myself in the head...I've never even shot a gun; I would hate for my first time to be on myself. I always thought it would be on a criminal that has broken into my house and wants to harm my family.
Anyway!
I have never been afraid of dying. I always knew it was another step or some shit like that. Living life from day to day is the only way I see it. If you look into the future too much you are just going to set up fucking expectations and then when you don't meet them, you are going to hate yourself for a long long time and there's no reason for that.
If I were to die tomorrow, I would be fine. I got to brush my teeth today and masturbate. I fed my kitten...I smoked a couple of cigarettes...I would be golden. I know there isn't a heaven so I don't have to worry about going to hell, so I am actually quite excited to see what's on the other side.
On that note...I am out. I will speak to you all tomorrow.
Advice of the day:
Cigarettes and strawberries taste like raspberries
Only purchase good kitty litter. Never buy from a gas station.
Take her easy; and if she's easy...take her twice.
jweb
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