today!
so today was pretty alright. i woke up late so i decided to skip my first class. who needs english anyways? i already know the language, that is good enough for me.
i was just out of computers class, a mighty boring class indeed, and freezing in the room nevertheless, and i saw a girl wearing a shirt. now this is totally normal, more so than wearing no shirt at all. the thing that struck me was that the shirt said, "Bitch" on it. this would be a sort of normal thing too but, she actually was a bitch. i opened the door for her, out of the kindness of my huge heart and she walked into me telling me to watch myself.
the act that had just occured to me haunted me on the ride home. out of my memory banks, i came up with this paradox:
girls who wear shirts such as, "Bitch" "Bad Kitty" and "Daddy's Little Whore" are usually exactly what they say..... excluding the bad kitty one, generally people are not kitties wearing t-shirts....
now, this sounds all fine and dandy but here's the twist. i am sure that everybody has also seen the opposite of these t-shirts... the ones who try and convince us that they have nothing to do with pure evil and meanness. the shirts that say, "Angel" and have like a chicken on them. theres also the ever popular "Good Girl" shirt as well. again, this is all well and good but, the girls really have nothing to do with what their shirt implies. they are usually even worse than the ones who admit that they are the scum of the earth.
so, what am i trying to get out of this? nothing at all. i just have nothing else to think about while driving sometimes.
so, the rest of the day was alright, this new song "Your a funny man sully, i like you, that is why i am going to kill you last" is an incredible like 8 to 9 minute epic that pumps me up like crazy. that was like the soundtrack to the rest of my day after kevin and i got together this afternoon.
tomorrow is looking up, only two classes, then like band practice and an entire afternoon / night with the very loveable miss daina marie. i miss her... havent seen her since sunday. you dont really know how much you love somebody until you havent seen them for a while. i know its only been since sunday but this is the first time we've not seen each other for more than three days.
red sox are winning and that is a good thing.
goodnight!
i was just out of computers class, a mighty boring class indeed, and freezing in the room nevertheless, and i saw a girl wearing a shirt. now this is totally normal, more so than wearing no shirt at all. the thing that struck me was that the shirt said, "Bitch" on it. this would be a sort of normal thing too but, she actually was a bitch. i opened the door for her, out of the kindness of my huge heart and she walked into me telling me to watch myself.
the act that had just occured to me haunted me on the ride home. out of my memory banks, i came up with this paradox:
girls who wear shirts such as, "Bitch" "Bad Kitty" and "Daddy's Little Whore" are usually exactly what they say..... excluding the bad kitty one, generally people are not kitties wearing t-shirts....
now, this sounds all fine and dandy but here's the twist. i am sure that everybody has also seen the opposite of these t-shirts... the ones who try and convince us that they have nothing to do with pure evil and meanness. the shirts that say, "Angel" and have like a chicken on them. theres also the ever popular "Good Girl" shirt as well. again, this is all well and good but, the girls really have nothing to do with what their shirt implies. they are usually even worse than the ones who admit that they are the scum of the earth.
so, what am i trying to get out of this? nothing at all. i just have nothing else to think about while driving sometimes.
so, the rest of the day was alright, this new song "Your a funny man sully, i like you, that is why i am going to kill you last" is an incredible like 8 to 9 minute epic that pumps me up like crazy. that was like the soundtrack to the rest of my day after kevin and i got together this afternoon.
tomorrow is looking up, only two classes, then like band practice and an entire afternoon / night with the very loveable miss daina marie. i miss her... havent seen her since sunday. you dont really know how much you love somebody until you havent seen them for a while. i know its only been since sunday but this is the first time we've not seen each other for more than three days.
red sox are winning and that is a good thing.
goodnight!