I just like this little diddy that was in Rolling Stone:

DeLonge found out via the TV news at an airport while waiting to board a flight. He landed and mailed a letter and two photographs to Barker: a photo of Blink aboard a submarine in the Middle East and another of himself and his two kids. “One was ‘Do you remember who we were?’ and the other was ‘This is who I am now,’ ” DeLonge says. “No one knew if Travis was going to live or if he would play drums again. It was a good moment to put the shit aside.”

After Barker got out of the hospital, Hoppus says the trio “had two gnarly heart-to-hearts, really opened up and said a lot of things, and after that we were cool, and we don’t talk about it. We’re guys.” But the lessons of the past four years were clear: “When human life comes into the equation, that trumps everything,” DeLonge adds.

Anti Resume: How Not to Get the Job

Objective: To make money, obviously.

Education:

School of Online

Teaching and stuff

GPA: 4.0 (in the one class I've had)

O.S.U

Major: Communication (L.O.L.)

GPA: 3.something (in communication, hahah)

Experience (or lack of):

Preschool

Sub

-Almost throwing up whilst changing diapers

-Covering for teachers who don't feel like coming in

-Making up possibly age appropriate projects off the top of my head

Ohio State

Student Employee

-Surfed the internet for hours

-Talked to fellow employees about random subjects

-Lollygagged

Toy Store

-Drew pictures on bags

-idk?

Skillz:

-Procrastinating

-Writing papers that should take days in under an hour

-Being totally unorganized at all times

-Smiling

Hire me :)

I have been so busy lately. It makes me sad. I have had hardly any time to do the things I love. I never read for pleasure anymore. I can't find time to even write on this, or any other, forum. I rarely even listen to music. All of my outlets are out of reach, it seems. Even as I write this, I can't help but think that I should really be sleeping. I have to go to work in the morning for 8 hours, only after I work out for an hour. So, basically, as always, I will get no sleep. Happily, I am going to a baseball game in the evening though. Clippers, yeah!

It's just hard to be in school, working all the time and trying to have an actual life. I want to concentrate on being healthy, getting good grades, making money and balancing all my various relationships. The phrase, "life is hard," rings truer now than ever. I mean, I have never felt this busy, ever. Four years of college and 13 years of school before that have never made me feel this way!

Anyway, complaining or not, it's nice to have some sort of semi-creative outlet to dispense all of these feelings. They've just been overwhelming me and sort of making me go crazy. So, now I give them to you, World Wide Web. Thanks!

By the way, I just noticed every paragraph ended with an exclamation point. Good, now I've turned into one of *those* people. I'm fitting into the stereotypical teacher role quite nicely. Awesome...