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Spirit week starts tomorrow. Holy Jesus, we're all going to die. The endless parade of orange and black not only makes me nauseated but reminds me, once again, of the mindless leming-esque adittude of our generation. i don't see what the point is of dressing up for school spirit, when you know the football team is going to lose anyways. It just seems like some big scheme to boost the QB's egos even more towards the sky. I can't lie, though, i am looking forward to pajama day... but then again, who wouldn't love a day when you can just roll out of bed and come to school? oh wait, haha, thats every day for me... my bad.
this week isn't going to totally suck though, because on wednesday, I'm going to st. andrews to see mest with jimmy, pat, and possibly jess and carley, if they get their tickets, that is... it should be fun, and i'm pretty psyched about it, because this past week i've been so down... everything seems to be going wrong, i need a night of jumping up and down to feel better. *smiles* yeah, live music is definitely the key to having a good time. almost all of my 'good time' stories start out with 'so this one time at a (insert band name here) show...'
i gotta give a mad shout out to ryan daniels right now, because last night, i was really down, and all i was talking to him about was suicide, and he puts up with it all the time... i really owe you big time, mi amigo. name anything, and you got it (except maybe a sexual favor...) anyways, i'm off to go finish editing my english essay-of-the-week and watch the lions lose. again. crap.
this week isn't going to totally suck though, because on wednesday, I'm going to st. andrews to see mest with jimmy, pat, and possibly jess and carley, if they get their tickets, that is... it should be fun, and i'm pretty psyched about it, because this past week i've been so down... everything seems to be going wrong, i need a night of jumping up and down to feel better. *smiles* yeah, live music is definitely the key to having a good time. almost all of my 'good time' stories start out with 'so this one time at a (insert band name here) show...'
i gotta give a mad shout out to ryan daniels right now, because last night, i was really down, and all i was talking to him about was suicide, and he puts up with it all the time... i really owe you big time, mi amigo. name anything, and you got it (except maybe a sexual favor...) anyways, i'm off to go finish editing my english essay-of-the-week and watch the lions lose. again. crap.