Think of me what you will
I'm sitting in a coffee shop, in New Buffalo, listening to Tom Petty, & for some unknown reason, posting in my livejournal. I've also redecorated it, as you might of noticed, but you probably havn't as I'm positive NOBODY READS THIS.
Reguardless, here I am, shedding a bit of Ayla Ramblage on you.
Well, I graduated from high school [thank fuck] & that about covers how I feel. In reality, the weeks leading up to graduation were a whirlwind of emotions, & now that its all over, it's quite nice to just lean back & speculate about whats been happening in my life.
I'm beginning to feel like an oasis in the middle of a desert, where the grains of sand are the mindless droves of people who somehow have managed to exist despite what their screaming stupidity may suggest. Am I being a bit harsh? I'm sure thats how I come off to half the people in the world as, so why does it matter? I'm willing to change any passed judgements, if people would just give me a reason to change them. They hardly ever do.
I'm going to WMU this fall. I think it's going to be alright, but remarkabley better if Chris were going as well. But, things have never been easy on us in the past [living far apart, being young, whatever] so why should that be any different now? He's planning on moving up there this Christmas so... hopefully things will actually work out. & I am a bit thrilled about my class schedule: Film Interpretation, Biomedical Ethics, Literature in our lives, & Reglion & Social Ethics. 15 credit hours, I get every Friday off. BTW- Major: English, Minor: Ethical Studies.
I just heard someone talking about how they had been to a "pickle farm." Part of me wants to laugh at what could be the not so politically correct interpretation of this statement; part of my wants to scream "PICKLES COME FROM ZUCHINNI'S, YOU RAVING DUMBFUCK."
I'll go with, yeah, I'm being a bit harsh.
Well... comment.
Reguardless, here I am, shedding a bit of Ayla Ramblage on you.
Well, I graduated from high school [thank fuck] & that about covers how I feel. In reality, the weeks leading up to graduation were a whirlwind of emotions, & now that its all over, it's quite nice to just lean back & speculate about whats been happening in my life.
I'm beginning to feel like an oasis in the middle of a desert, where the grains of sand are the mindless droves of people who somehow have managed to exist despite what their screaming stupidity may suggest. Am I being a bit harsh? I'm sure thats how I come off to half the people in the world as, so why does it matter? I'm willing to change any passed judgements, if people would just give me a reason to change them. They hardly ever do.
I'm going to WMU this fall. I think it's going to be alright, but remarkabley better if Chris were going as well. But, things have never been easy on us in the past [living far apart, being young, whatever] so why should that be any different now? He's planning on moving up there this Christmas so... hopefully things will actually work out. & I am a bit thrilled about my class schedule: Film Interpretation, Biomedical Ethics, Literature in our lives, & Reglion & Social Ethics. 15 credit hours, I get every Friday off. BTW- Major: English, Minor: Ethical Studies.
I just heard someone talking about how they had been to a "pickle farm." Part of me wants to laugh at what could be the not so politically correct interpretation of this statement; part of my wants to scream "PICKLES COME FROM ZUCHINNI'S, YOU RAVING DUMBFUCK."
I'll go with, yeah, I'm being a bit harsh.
Well... comment.