Oct 26, 2005 14:01
If you don't know who Christopher Reeve was, go kill yourself. No, seriously. Find the nearest open window and just jump out, and I hope it's a good 15 stories off the ground.
here was my EDUC230 class today: ok, so I go to class to find that I DON'T HAVE AN EXAM?!?!?! (I studied for well over 3 hours last night and 2 more the night before.) And so we talk about paralysis and physical therapy and rehabilitation, using Christopher Reeve as an example... and to show you the epitomy of all the dumb whores in my major, a girl asks, "...Who is Christopher Reeve??"
Good God, get out of my college. Go. Get the fuck out of here. Get out of the cave you've been living in your entire life and go eat bleach and die.
OH! and the "END AIDS NOW" demonstration? shit. if you want to end AIDS, go work for the Center for Disease Control and find a fucking cure. My dream job, if it were tangible. Marching down Delaware Ave with a snare drum, tambourine and a handful of megaphones, and proceeding to head inside Trabant IS NOT the way to get it done. AIDS awareness? Sure. But you can't end anything by screaming ambiguities into megaphones and singing "Hi Ho" from Snow White. I am not exaggerating. Could I make something like this up?
there you have it, my day of COMPLETE bullshit. I'm going to go pass out now.
P.S. I'm actually interested in the Titanic DVD coming out. Alternate ending?! Does he live??? OH WAIT A SECOND, I GOT IT!!! THE SHIP DOESN'T SINK!! ha. (sarcasm is running HIIIIGH today)