2012 was in-fucking-sane. I worked hard and played hard. I had two cleaning jobs so, i was working full time hours. I'd get up at 7am and go to work until noon, chillax for a few hours till my second job from 6-10pm. I showed up drunk quite frequently. But my boss had a huuuuge crush on me, letting me get away with murder. He'd offer to bring me Chinese food at times (cuz honestly ya'll i was starving, all the money i had went to ridiculous bills that were up to the tune of $400ish bi-monthly ontop of rent). At one point he had asked me to become his live-in maid haha. fuck no man, i'm not fit to be living around children.
I ended up losing that job because they asked me to go in for a piss test. I flunked that shit, tested positive for marijuana. Then they gave me a second chance to re-take it in a week or two, which i flunked too. But it was totally not my fault. I had asked a friend who was staying clean for some of his piss the weekend prior, he agreed. It was smooth sailing until someone brought around a bag of coke, i was interested in buying some so i took a little taste, to see if my mouth would go numb. Mr. CleanPiss claimed it was unfair that i could dabble and he couldn't so he decided to even things up by taking a taste too. This was literally less than 12 hours before the fucking piss test. He said it wouldn't show up blah blah blah. It fucking did. While i tested negative for marijuana, it came up positive for cocaine lol. My boss texted me the results and all I could do was laugh at that point. Cuz i totally fucking knew that was gonna happen. Then i remembered i'm out of a job so i was pissed. But i started delivering pizzas the next week so that break in cash flow was short-lived.
When I played, I enjoyed myself immensely but i was not making the right choices at all. Like I was homeless for 2 weeks and was doing anything that was offered to me and sleeping around so i'd have a place to crash at. It was horrid lol. I didnt think it was horrid at the time but hindsight is 20/20. I'm honestly not embarrassed about what I went through because hey fuck it i've lived but at the same time I wouldn't make this information quite public. Because people have a tendency to use this kind of stuff against you. Bunch of thumb-suckers.
Then this lifestyle kind of crumbled one night - i had done a couple of lines of molly (worst drug ever) and drank everclear all day prior going to a party. At the party, i just got even more fucked up with shots of absinthe, kegstands, blunts, and some fatass stogies. I started feeling sick so I decided to go home, alone. i got in the car and completely blacked out. i drove home blind. I remember hearing cars honking at me because I wasn't moving in the middle of an intersection. Upon arriving at my place, i still didnt have a key at that point because i had never been on the lease in any place i've lived so i ended up passing out on the steps like a fucking piece of street trash. Then i had the worst hangover for days. Just continually vomiting tequila. I had already desecrated the bathroom by vomiting wine all over the shower a week ago. pretty shades of purple on the walls. hahaha. but yea, this was rock bottom. i wasn't doing anything about my un-finished degree and i was dicking around with menial jobs, so in the bigger picture i wasn't going anywhere. after that drunk driving episode, i felt guilty. cuz i could have killed someone man. so that was the straw that broke the camels back. i decided it quit everything, cold turkey. i couldn't sleep for 2 months until i finally gave in and took one itty-bitty aspirin and slept like a baby.
so thereafter i had decided to focus on other things that made me happy. school, soccer, books, games. so yea, i just finished reading the first book in the 50 shades series. It sucks. lol.
Thats my review, le finis ;) i'll probably read a bukowski next time
Started reading more books as of last year. Actually I made a lot of changes last year but I don't think I documented anything. Let me go back to the beginning.