I decided today that a few years from now, when I get things all settled, I am going to pursue my doctorate degree in Special Education.
"I decided that it is about just doing what you want, while you have gallons of mohawks and leather jackets telling you that they do what they want, I don’t believe them… I respect the person that says, "I don’t care for that" because there is no extreme, it’s pure sincerity. Punk is doing what you want despite the infiltrators, outside of the skateboards and shoes and hair and patches and the diets and the tattoos. I am Devon and I have 5 close friends, the rest of the world is divided into the helpers and the clueless."
3 am is not the appropriate time to be blasting Van Halen. My upstairs neighbors are the worse. Plus they were very rude to my other neighbor when she asked them to turn their music down. Twice.
I just got Day Z Standalone. Now any motivation I had to get work done is gone for today. Who wants to be friends and survive in the wastes with me?