waiting on sunday to drown.
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From the Choirgirl Hotel
Congratulations, you're From the Choirgirl Hotel! Not just your average bad girl/guy, you're mysterious and expressive. Like Tori, you've found a way to dance with sorrow and communicate your ideas through art. Just remember that light and dark are the key to balance!
i knew it.
i'm devoting the majority of tomorrow to studying for the SAT on saturday. the rest goes towards my sleepy time. egads! i hope i've learned from my previous mistakes by now. i cannot lose focus. i cannot afford to cram last-minute like before. after i get it all over with, this is when i can finally enjoy what will be left of my four-day weekend.
school has been nothing short of nightmarish. who knew just how many sicko people there are! like 80% sicko. i'm dead serious. not just in the physical sense of the word either. i feel like i'm in a twilight zone beyond the twilight zone. it's incredibly hard to go on day by day, witnessing the same vapid injustices. i have no choice but to concentrate on the crap material i learn in pretty much all of my classes (besides sixth period senior honors english, where i actually acquire useful information from each lesson -- plus, my teacher's sense of humor is the perfect cure at the end of the day for dire ennui).
anyway, aren't you dying from deliciously evil curiosity? OK. i'm not mentioning specifics like distinguishable names or raunchy details, but i will give you a few tidbits to chew on (as they say, read between the lines). for instance, certain people get away with inconceivable stuff scott-free! their spoken punishments aren't actually taken into action because they're worshipped by many, which is so typically hypocritical! hmm. what else? oh yes, "the good kids" constantly light up, smoke a few joints here or there, get wasted, stoned just for the hell of it. they have sex on the nasty floor of the bathroom, in the stalls and wherever else imaginable. some get persecuted for wearing something subtly risque, but then others' provocative appearances are blatantly unacknowledged, intentionally ignored by the authority. extreme groppage, puke-worthy PDA. "hardcore" parties, driving under the influence, ODing on prescription drugs, numbed by ritalin or prozac. YES. dumbasses actually air out their dirty laundry in front of me! pathetic, huh? where are the parents in all of this? who takes responsibilty anymore? is innocence only a forlorn ideal nowadays?
so, i've concluded that this is the product of what america has become: our corrupted, doped up, white trash nation! call me a prude, but isn't there more to us than our glamour-consumed, horny, paranoid, oblivious, self-destructive lifestyles?
i'm at a loss. and so out of place.
*hopes rant of utter despair didn't offend*
last note: is anyone here a fan of lost (me likey merry!) or desperate housewives (how is it both cheesy and witty at the same time?)? how about boston legal (i <3 james spader!) or life as we know it (what is kelly osbourne doing on there?)? oh, and why am i ridiculously obsessed with half of ABC's TV lineup, virtually all of its new, non-reality shows? YAY.
From the Choirgirl Hotel
Congratulations, you're From the Choirgirl Hotel! Not just your average bad girl/guy, you're mysterious and expressive. Like Tori, you've found a way to dance with sorrow and communicate your ideas through art. Just remember that light and dark are the key to balance!
i knew it.
i'm devoting the majority of tomorrow to studying for the SAT on saturday. the rest goes towards my sleepy time. egads! i hope i've learned from my previous mistakes by now. i cannot lose focus. i cannot afford to cram last-minute like before. after i get it all over with, this is when i can finally enjoy what will be left of my four-day weekend.
school has been nothing short of nightmarish. who knew just how many sicko people there are! like 80% sicko. i'm dead serious. not just in the physical sense of the word either. i feel like i'm in a twilight zone beyond the twilight zone. it's incredibly hard to go on day by day, witnessing the same vapid injustices. i have no choice but to concentrate on the crap material i learn in pretty much all of my classes (besides sixth period senior honors english, where i actually acquire useful information from each lesson -- plus, my teacher's sense of humor is the perfect cure at the end of the day for dire ennui).
anyway, aren't you dying from deliciously evil curiosity? OK. i'm not mentioning specifics like distinguishable names or raunchy details, but i will give you a few tidbits to chew on (as they say, read between the lines). for instance, certain people get away with inconceivable stuff scott-free! their spoken punishments aren't actually taken into action because they're worshipped by many, which is so typically hypocritical! hmm. what else? oh yes, "the good kids" constantly light up, smoke a few joints here or there, get wasted, stoned just for the hell of it. they have sex on the nasty floor of the bathroom, in the stalls and wherever else imaginable. some get persecuted for wearing something subtly risque, but then others' provocative appearances are blatantly unacknowledged, intentionally ignored by the authority. extreme groppage, puke-worthy PDA. "hardcore" parties, driving under the influence, ODing on prescription drugs, numbed by ritalin or prozac. YES. dumbasses actually air out their dirty laundry in front of me! pathetic, huh? where are the parents in all of this? who takes responsibilty anymore? is innocence only a forlorn ideal nowadays?
so, i've concluded that this is the product of what america has become: our corrupted, doped up, white trash nation! call me a prude, but isn't there more to us than our glamour-consumed, horny, paranoid, oblivious, self-destructive lifestyles?
i'm at a loss. and so out of place.
*hopes rant of utter despair didn't offend*
last note: is anyone here a fan of lost (me likey merry!) or desperate housewives (how is it both cheesy and witty at the same time?)? how about boston legal (i <3 james spader!) or life as we know it (what is kelly osbourne doing on there?)? oh, and why am i ridiculously obsessed with half of ABC's TV lineup, virtually all of its new, non-reality shows? YAY.