Pet Rocks and References to Fight Club

I turn 21 in less than a month. Which is a good thing because it is killing me. I never have anything to do because all of my friends are 21 already, which means they all go out without me. Cool.

Who wants to be my friend?

I'm starting to get depressed again. So depressed I can't even write. I mean, I have all these cool ideas but I can't ever get them started.

I am Jack's wasted life.

Thank you, Mr. Palahniuk.

So I've been writing down the ideas, but the list just keeps getting longer because I can't ever start any of them.

... fuck my life.

I'm going to adopt a pet rock and name it Apathy. Just kidding, you thought I was going to go all emo on your asses, didn't you? HAHA! well the jokes on you.

I'm just gonna keep the depression to myself. Please refer to this poem for further detail.