It's about time I made my intentions clear.

I'm taking the fact that I have not been scheduled to work once again this weekend as a sign. Even though it probably isn't. I'm going out this weekend and partying harder than the last. I need sex. I need weed. I need booze. I need music. I need fun. And I don't care what it takes to get it.

Lately, it's so strange, how much I can't stand being home. I stay in my room all the time, and sure it's nice having a home cooked meal each night, but I have this itch; To get out and go places. Stay out all night, meet new people, and just live. Unfortunetly I don't have the money to fund it all.

S.P.