I drove a van in high school

if only I'd had enough friends to fill it up.

got destroyed at work yesterday

I was told that not only did I not speak up enough during the team meeting, but what I did say was muddled and confusing. Later I got the comment that I was too quiet, too reluctant to grab the bull by the horns, and that my body language screamed that I was not at all confident in what I was saying.

For some reason, getting all that feedback makes me excited.

I can just tell

college is going to be the last time I have friends. My life peaks sometime in the next two years.

Who would have guessed

that I would go so long without anything resembling a girlfriend?

I would have!

In fact, at this point, I think I've won several bets to that effect by betting again myself.

I regret nothing I have done because of alcohol:

all the things I regret from tonight I would have done sober.

I know what my hookup tree looks like!

... It's more of a hookup node.

Sometimes I wonder

what my life would be like if I just woke up one morning and decided to be an asshole. Sometimes I think it would get much better very quickly.

Other times I just wonder if I'm an asshole.