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    • Today has just been an incredibly unlucky day

      10 months ago

      Captn_Potato

      It all started when I went to the campus store for a texbook I need to read by Friday. It's completely my fault I didn't get it sooner, but being me I figured I'd wait as long as possible to buy all my textbooks (you know, because that somehow saves you money?) Anyway, online it said it was in stock. It wasn't there.


      Whatever, I can deal with that. It just means I have to order it from Amazon and wait a day. It sucks and it costs more, but whatever. As I leave the campus store I see a vending machine. Me being the sucker for candy that I am, i decide to get some skittles. Besides, I've got two extra bucks in my wallet. And of course, they get stuck. I think that's the first time a vending machine item has ever not come out for me. I wasn't even surprised. With my luck I shouldn't have even tried.


      And as i was walking home I found gum on the bottom of my shoe. That's not so bad, but I just think it's funny that all of this happened not fifteen minutes apart.


      Thing is, I wasn't even gonna write this or talk about it until two seconds ago when I realized I also left my backpack with my VERY IMPORTANT NOTEBOOK in the campus cafeteria.


      And now i'm, just here shaking my head, wondering if I'll still be able to get it after work.


      Wish me luck, assuming you read the whole thing (who the heck am i talking to anyway?)

      -A guy

    • Let me complain about my roommate for a second

      1 year ago

      Captn_Potato

      So I've got a roommate. Actually, I've got five of them. And we're all cramped into this one apartment so there are bound to be some bumps and bruises now and then, right? Except what do you do when the bumps and bruises consistently come from only one of the six people sharing a living space.


      So this is Tommy, my least favorite person in the entire world. And I'm living ten feet away from him.


      I won't go into every detail, but right now I just need to vent about last night, the night before one of the worst tests of my college career so far. Now, being the responsible student that I am I decided to get to bed early in preparation for this astronomy quiz. Astronomy's never been my strongest subject anyway so I figured 1 am was a good time to get my shut-eye.


      But no. Instead of hopping to bed in order to wake up at the crack of dawn the next day (9 am) I have to lay in the dark listening to some fucker in the next room cackling at the top of his lungs. I mean, for Christ's sake, it's 1 in the morning and our dorm walls aren't thick at all; I can hear the girls next door talking when it's completely silent. So I have no doubt that our neighbors—all of our neighbors—shared my discomfort that night.


      Laughing isn't bad. I love to laugh and you love to laugh. It adds years to your life and keeps you young. But sometimes people want to laugh but don't have anything to laugh about. That's what Tom's laugh is like. It's a hideous cackle that comes from the pit of his lungs instead of the gut of his heart like a normal laugh. All I'm trying to say is that you can tell Tom isn't even laughing because he can't control it. No, Tom is simply laughing for the sake of fake laughter.


      So sometime around 2 the laughing stops and he goes to bed. Thank goodness because now I can get to sleep. But wait, my other roommate is now able to go to sleep and that starts him snoring so loud that I almost just head down to the common room to get the rest of my sleep.


      Anyway, long story short, I got to bed at 3 and woke up at 5 because Tom decided to get up early and blast some shitty music. So yeah, that's pretty much my life and it sucks.


      If you read this far, thank you. I just needed to rant.

    • Did you guys know about these journals?

      1 year ago

      Captn_Potato

      So for a while I've heard people talk about journals, but I never even realized it was a site feature until just now. So here's my first one (for posterity's sake). So when I'm rich and famous you can look back at this and see where it all started.

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