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[Sep. 5th, 2006|08:30 pm] |
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So school pretty much sucked. It wasn't unusually bad, but the norm is that it sucked, and so hence it sucked. I also hear the Croc Hunter was killed, which is sad, because he was cool.
So this journal entry pretty much sucks. I'm kinda in a bad mood, and I'm not really sure why. I can justify being upset or a bit down, but I have no idea why its coming out as me being so grumpy. I guess there's someone I've not really realized how much I've missed. You'll never read this, so I don't care about posting it.
...fuckface. I hate you.
I wish I were in college...that would make things 3250298502x easier. And I'm listening to a song that reminds me of someone from Gov School, and those of you who know what I mean, yeah I'm a freak.
So...who's up for some more cryptcism? |
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[Sep. 4th, 2006|07:24 pm] |
So I decided to delete my old entries for a couple of reasons: first, I haven't posted in half an eternity, and second, I got sick of looking at my past and being somewhat disappointed. Anyway --- I guess I should update on the last bit of my summer, as I haven't yet.
But first --- so I'm watching the S. Williams-Mauresmo match right now, and I want to comment a bit on my disgust at the commentators, who just spent about three and a half minutes closely examining Venus's clothing...she being in the audience, spending more time making sure her fingernails are presentable than caring about her sister's match. I also learned watching this Open that French women must have a serious issue with sports bras. You can probably guess why.
So anyway -- I spent the last couple of weeks with my family at the beach in Cape Cod, which is always relaxing, but especially so this year because I boycotted annotations. I almost got killed in a sailing accident, but we won't get into that either, mainly because I'm still kinda pissed off about it and still bear the bruises.
And school starts tomorrow. I feel so fucking enslaved by the government. This is rediculous, giving such absolute control over an institution that it dictates when you sleep and when you're awake, when you can relax and when you have to work, whether or not you will be a successful and productive member of society. It's pretty sick. And I'm not even blowing smoke out my ass because I really don't want to go back, though that's part of it, but I just think that it's a bit wierd that we claim to be a representative society and yet educate high schoolers beyond the level of --
Rosa Blasi is SO FUCKING HOT
-- many voters in society today and yet give them NO INDEPENDENT CHOICE as to their state of being. They're physically controlled without recourse. We're. Fuck it.
So...yeah, I also fell back into it again, and I'm pretty sure it's been since my last entry. It seriously wasn't...fuck it, it was my fault. I don't like how I gave up this shit for a person, and now I have no reason because that person is out of the question now. I have some here...well, not here, in my room, and I'm considering using some later...just last-minute before school starts.
Holy shit! So tennis just came back on...but the sound was out...but I kept watching and eventually it got louder...but it was just this staticy stuff, and then eventually I could hear the crowd kinda in the background...but it just sounded like a lot of wind going over a microphone...and then there were these wierd noises and I swear it sounded like someone was being stabbed, it was like a woman screaming. It was really freaky.
But so. idk. It's a bad idea, I know. But I don't really have any motivation to do otherwise. I guess apathy has taken over. I guess.
Until next time... |
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