brandon monologue

sorry, its kind of long. i needed to vent lol

I’m always pulling all nighters and its so stupid because all I do is procrastinate , you know take a nap here and there walk around and it takes me hours to get assignment done. But really it only takes me 45 minutes to write an essay.

I wake up at5am. I put my alarm so early because I didn’t have time to run on the weekends I thought I could run in the mornings. I still haven’t started.

English, this lady is too excited for the reading. Its 8am she way too awake, it’s weird. She keeps looking at me.

Math, I actually sleep in this class. The guy has a monotone voice and looks at the back of the room, so yeah hes cool. I have this funny picture in my head of him going to the club and picking up chicks acting the same way he does in class.

Philosophy, this guy is chill.

Political science. This class is so boring. I never slept in a class in high school but I had no choice this year. And his notes are random, like what’s he talking about?

Then we have a three hour break. This is the worst because you can’t really have fun during the break and really you just want it to be over. This one time it was lunch and I got out of class and I couldn’t find any of the people I’ve met so far, so I had to eat by myself. I didn’t like it, I just sat and watched other people with their friends. I wanted t make friends already and it took a while.

Next psychology, this guy is funny. But I still catch myself texting people to keep myself entertained. Yo yooo, yoooooo. So I’m texting this girl, but she’s texting challenged or something. Yeah some girls are like that. Like I text her Saturday “hey. Wussup?” nothing.., text her Sunday “hey u wanna chill tomorrow?” nothing, but I wait a week and say “hey” then she responds like wtf! Girls are weird, and then I’m thinking about it in math class and stuff, because I have to over think everything of course. Better yet, I reactivate my Facebook, which I deactivated because it was distracting, look at it for a second, and then deactivate it again. Or I go on Instagram, and so I’m following this brand that post pictures of girls in bikinis and I use an Ipad, so there’s like a big photo of this hot girl on my screen…awkwarrd.

Ehh don’t feel like working out today I go double tomorrow, pshhh yeah right.

Now I could look forward to working the weekend. “hey I’mBrandon, welcome to Pinkberry is this your first time?” no, well welcome back” “hey I’mBrandon, what toppings would you like today?” Ugh. All day long. The worst part is when I get out of work on a Friday night; I’m on the train with all these kids coming home from their college parties. I wish my school had parties. Their having fun in college, I wish I was having fun, I’m just doing work. I’m an adult I barely even have time to hang out anymore, this wasn’t what I pictured.