September 2, 2012
I’ve got to make this quick…
You wouldn’t believe how easy
breaking into a bank is. I’m doing it
tonight, and everything is planned out perfectly. I think.
I know what you’re thinking,
and I wish there were any other way. I spent
the past week begging for jobs, begging for unemployment, even begging on the
street. By the way, quick note, I should
apologize to any and all beggars I have snubbed. Except for the ones I knew were going to do
drugs. That sounds like a good
promise. Anyways, last week kind of really
sucked. I was kicked twice while
begging, and thrown out of an interview while the receptionist screamed pervert
at me.
I’m almost out of cash, and I’ve
already gotten out of my apartment. This
is from an internet café. I don’t even
know why I’m keeping up this stupid journal.
What has it gotten me? Absolutely
nothing. But I’m here, and I’m writing,
and I’m confessing to a crime in the middle of an internet café…I need to turn
my life around.
I’ll start with cash. To any cops, this WILL NOT BE A BANK
ROBBERY! I DO NOT CONDONE THIEVERY ON
ANY LEVEL, IT IS WRONG AND EVIL AND…not nice.
This is so full of b.s. I don’t even believe it. And I’m writing it.
Whatever, the point is, tonight
is the night. You’d be amazed as to how
many security systems don’t take flying as a security risk. Actually, that kind of makes sense, but that
means kudos to me for being the first to test it out. I’m just going in and out. Nothing bad is going to happen.
Trust me.
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