Jun 10, 2004 23:53
Whoops. I don't remember caring.
Why do 38 year olds act like 12 year olds when they have never been forced to live life?
It's kind of sad.
I keep telling myself: "friday, friday, friday".
Why do some people over analyze so much for no real reason?
Like people who sit there and think about fucking Harry Potter for an hour because the special effects are just too good and therefore it must be the end of the world because filmakers are trying to impress us just too much.
Some people need to realize that just to prove your intelligence you don't need to dig deeper into something that is already layed out flat for your viewing.
I don't care about this friends only nonsense anymore. Why should I care if some loser reads all of this dribble? Hm... I don't, that is for sure.
My new favorite punctuation is ; because I like when I use it. It makes me feel smart. I've been trying to use it while I typed this post but it was too much work and I felt like I was using it incorrectly.
So, I'm going to Andrew's on Saturday so I can go to fye and yeah. YOU know what I'm talking about, eh? Yes. Then, perhaps, I will have a good weekend and
Now. I will go talk to my mom about minus the bear.
fin.