Socks

Shit. Gotta wake up. I should probably go to my next class. Man, this bed is comfortable and warm. Shit. If I hit that snooze one more time I'm gonna never get up. Can't go to class in these sweatpants... Damn. Should probably put on a new shirt. Shit. I'll wear the pants I wore yesterday, they're still good. Plus then I don't have to move all my stuff from one pocket to another. I'll wear this shirt I wore yesterday too, no one will notice. I had a sweater over it, if I don't wear the sweater this time it'll be like I'm wearing a new shirt. Fuck. Socks. All my pairs of socks are clean; I don't want to waste a whole pair of socks if all I'm doing is going to class. That wouldn't be worth it. I'll wear the socks I had yesterday. Passed the smell test: They won't drive people away. Plus they'll be in shoes anyway. And besides, feet stink, people need to learn to deal with that. I'm just doing my part. Shit, these socks don't match. Well, I've gotten away with wearing them the past few days and no one has noticed. Like I said, they're in shoes, who cares? No one looks at your socks anyway. Socks are inconsequential, they don't even count as part of your wardrobe. You see the very top of the sock, at most; I really don't know anybody on a personal enough level where I will be removing my shoes in front of them. Besides, they kinda match. Black and off-black. One has a red stripe thing on it, but who cares? They might as well be the same damn sock. Shit, this one is a lot thicker than this one. Shit, this one's actually sort of falling apart, holes and such. Ah, whatever, I'm going to class and then coming back here, I'm not fucking going to some hoighty-toighty ball where I will drink champaigne and dance with duchesses. Now I gotta decide which foot deserves to be warmer. This is actually a pretty tough decision; I don't necessarily have a preference towards either of my feet. I think the right foot oughta be the warm one today. It deserves it, I think, I've been putting a lot of extra weight on it by leaning on it lately, it could use a decent sock, even if it just for going to class and coming back. Shit. Class. Fuck. I'm like 10 minutes late already. God dammit. What CD do I want to listen to on the way there? Fuck. Aaagh, I don't wanna look through this big pile of CD's, but fuck if I'm listening to Minor Threat again today. This is important. Jesus. Why the fuck is this important if nothing else involving getting ready in the morning is important? Shit, I oughta shower. I don't even remember the last time I showered. I don't have time now. Whatever. It's just class, I don't care if any of these people think I smell bad or have shitty hair. Well, come to think of it, I really don't care if ANYBODY cares, in class or otherwise. Maybe that's why I never shower, wear the same clothes everyday, spend so much time in bed and jack off to ninternet porn every waking moment of my life. Shit. I wish I was jacking off right now. Maybe I won't go to class.

I promise I'll go next week. Maybe with a new pair of socks even.