don't have a whole lot of time. have to get poster board and do project for social studies due tomorrow. gonna take an hour or two at the least.....
missed soccer practice. well, i kind of fell asleep.....then mum woke me up for dinner, and we should have been at woodside......
i looked awesome today at school, didn't i? why yes. yes i did.
got to read a lot and burn four cds at the same time.....
what else what else what else what else?
this ain't a scene, it's a god damn arm's race....
it's on right now. did anyone else think that that part kind of sounds like a cult phrase? just the way they repeat it over and over again.
now the song with the 'i'm just a painter and i'm drawing a blank' thing. that's where you got that phrase, val, right? yes. yes, of course. pretty good song, though i think one of my favorite fall out boy songs will always be thnks fr th mmrs. just love it. and it's always funny to watch pete lose his girlfriend to a monkey. sheesh, dude. anger management much? don't take it out on the b. talk2hand
now hum hallelujah. like that one, too. one of my favorites. and you are the dreaMER! and we are the dream. (some more words.) so hum hallelujah! (blah blah) i thought i loved you! it was just how you looked in the light.
ouchies. imagine some guy you loved coming up and saying the only reason he went out with you was because you looked nice in the light..... ninja
hallelujah, hallelujah. hallelujah, halleluuuu... hallelujah, (hum hallelujah!) hallelujah. hallelujah (hum hallelujah!) halleluuuu....
love that part.....
i should probably do my project now. maybe if i finish early i can work on my huge math one that's due thursday. but knowing me, i doubt i will.
i'm still not sure what i want to do with the rest of life. i mean, my job and junk. you're probably going to say it's too early to think about that stuff, but i'm not so sure. i only have an ounce of people skills with people i instantly click with. i hate crowds, phones, a blaring sun. i'm a procrastinator, and can only pull off a's because i make sure the teachers like me and just put lots of confusing words in my writing to make it look bigger and more sophisticated than others. really, what can i do? the faint chance that i decided to be a high school english teacher, i'd be screwed. new teachers are payed around 15,000 a year. that's poverty level. i might even have to live with my *gulp* parents. like hell i'm gonna do that. my dream job would probably be an author, but i'm still pretty suckish. and the slight chance that i succeed at that doesn't matter, because only authors that hit it insanely huge can afford to quit their jobs. plus by the near ending of my life, we'll have no oil and since we haven't adapted, everyone will panic because the power's gone. riots, junk like that. not sure if i really want to be alive for that.
oh dear. i want to go more in depth, but you all probably don't care about the depressing views i have on society...........
so yeah. what could i do?
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