Hiiii guyyyyyys. So I kinda forgot about like... all this like... I dunno, months ago? I figured I might try and be back to being semi-somewhat-active, seeing as this place looks as dead as it was the last time I came here x_x We srsly do need more members >.>; Anyways, if anyone's curious, I'll enlighten everyone to my super awesome adventures I've been having in my disappearance =D
Uhmmmm... alright, last I remember, everyone was aware of my semi-homelessness, I think, so I guess I should start there? Hmm... I was bouncing around friends' places trying to get a job. I finally hit the end of the road and coincidentally found out about school grants. In an agreement I made with my dad, I could live back with him as long as I went to school, free of charge. So for like a month or something, I think, I rode a bike to/from classes since he was a d**k and wouldn't give me a ride.
After said month went by, he told me to get a job, like I hadn't been trying to do before. I told him I needed a car. He didn't care, but after like a week he got me a stickshift. I pretty much had to learn how to drive it myself after he told me the gist of it. So after like a week I got it down, drove into town, and shortly thereafter got a job delivering pizza for Papa John's. Paid the car off, went from "Creepy Cody" that everyone thought was gonna go Columbine and kill everyone to "Styles" on account of everyone always saying my last name wrong that everyone loves.
For work, I started off retarded and scared. Had no idea what to do. Then I got it all down. Within the past 7 months, about that many people have quit or gotten fired, so it's almost an entirely new roster of people now than it was when I got hired. In my journeys as a pizza delivery dude, I learned how to do 99% of everything that makes the store run, including basically everything that entitles me to a manager position.
Also during my journeys as a delivery driver, a crackhead on a bicycle collided with the right side of my car. Since then, he's attempted to threaten Papa John's [didn't work] and is currently in the process of suing me. I somewhat bent the front wheel on his reflectorless bike, his hands kinda hurt when he landed, and he cracked my windshield, craked my fender, cracked my hubcap, broke my mirror off, and scratched the s**t out of the entire right side of my car, totaling about $1,500 worth of damage. The cheapest was about $1,000, but because my dad is counter-suing him, I have to go with the highest number >.>
For school, I really don't know why I'm going. I'm doing it part-time, going for my associate's in psychology, but half the reason I'm going is to meet new people and make better friends. Out of nowhere, usually about every few weeks or so, I get ridiculously lonely and junk. I've got a decently good life, but it just feels very empty. This also leads me to another moderately interesting thing.
Hypoglycemia! That's right, I very well might have low blood sugar, as I'm having multiple symptoms of it [feeling that your life is aimless is coincidentally one of them], including FAINTING! I've been having fainting spells and actually fainting much more often in the past year and a half or so, which is also around the time I stopped drinking soda. After nearly fainting in class the other day [Monday], I had to work open to close [it was like 10 in the morning], and during the entirety of the day thereafter, I was extremely tired/fatigued, a good sign of low blood sugar, as well as the fainting spell itself. So, by recommendation of the doctor working at the pharmacy I went to earlier tonight, I got a cheapo blood glucose testing thingy to see if I really do have low blood sugar when I feel I might, and if so, I'm to go and see an actual doctor I guess. The only real way to stop myself from going comatose and dying is to continue to drink the things I like to drink and continue eating the things I like to eat. I know, terrible -_-;
So how's Dio's love life? =X Pretty nonexistant still. The one lady I found who I dig quite a lot happens to be sixteen crying ; Legally, that's a big no-no. Neither of us are morally opposed to it, however, we're both way too busy to even really see each other anyways, so it's not like I'm going to jail for ephebophilia anytime soon.
Financially, I'm pretty good considering the minimal amount of work I do. I made a nice $476 in tips alone in the last week I was working.I only really have to pay for insurance which went up thanks to that crackhead Matthew James Butcher and my cell phone bill. I'm currently working on getting the ******** out of my dad's place so I can have some ******** privacy and can go in and out whenever I feel like it.
That's all I can think of really. Went from homelessness to a typical college student living a typical college student lifestyle; working part time at a pizza place trying to get laid while being stuck in his parent's place U_U
OH! Also, I saw Sybreed for my birthday present, two days before I turned 19. I can happily and gayily say I had Ben, their singer, bend over for me, got a bunch of Sybreed merch, and hung out with the rest of the band on their tour bus and got bunches of stuff signed and junk =]
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