This really is not just because I am a bored loser with no social life....
I wish to live in a world populated by witty, intelligent people whom you encounter randomly while spouting out your thoughts on some side street. It would be interesting, and much more fun than this world, where the wittiest comeback is "UR MOM, LOL!" and half of our youth has dropped out by the eleventh grade.
However, seeing as how so many have dropped out of my grade, I do not have to deal with them anymore, do I? I guess there are perks in this witless world of mine. And yes, I am stuck on the wit thing. I need more wit in my life!
I just spent most of the night talking to random people on teh interweb and then reading QC for what seems like the longest time. I also made breakfast, and neither my mother nor I threw up! Happy happy joy joy! I want to meet a cute indie boy...who is witty.
Today should be interesting. I have been looking forward to taking chemistry since I was a wee lass with that stupid fake chemical set that parents think will satisfy their child's need for mixing together all the liquids that they find in the bathroom. Also I get Algebra (which is math that I am actually good at!), Journalism and 20th century fiction! Since I will be doing a lot of writing this year, I decided to start actually writing in this thing again, even though nobody will read it and most of what I write will be irrelevant in anyones life, probably even my own.
I want to start writing lyrics again. I wrote some good ones the other night at Dylan's. I wish I could sing well, so that my lyrics could be put to better use than just sitting on paper. But oh well, at least I can do some things, right?
Articles I would like to write this year: Musical/game reviews (Fuck yea!), A coverage of the Vigil with a reference to Viktor's arrest, a possible protest in D.C. if I can go this year, and um...anything else along the way that interests me. Since I hope to some day either be a political journalist or a critic, these will probably be the extent of my individual articles. Of course, Flanagan will likely have me covering things because Josh is editor and from what I have heard, there are no other competent people that want to work for the paper. But I don't mind. I want a lot of assignments anyways.
Eh, that is all for now. My eyes hurt. I should have tried harder to get some sleep, seeing as how school starts in about an hour and twenty-six minutes.
P.S. You should listen to this song by Royksopp and Kate Havnevik. Both are wonderful artists on their own, but together they are just hypnotizing. I do not remember ever getting such a mix of peaceful/anxious feelings from a song before. Personally, I like it.
However, seeing as how so many have dropped out of my grade, I do not have to deal with them anymore, do I? I guess there are perks in this witless world of mine. And yes, I am stuck on the wit thing. I need more wit in my life!
I just spent most of the night talking to random people on teh interweb and then reading QC for what seems like the longest time. I also made breakfast, and neither my mother nor I threw up! Happy happy joy joy! I want to meet a cute indie boy...who is witty.
Today should be interesting. I have been looking forward to taking chemistry since I was a wee lass with that stupid fake chemical set that parents think will satisfy their child's need for mixing together all the liquids that they find in the bathroom. Also I get Algebra (which is math that I am actually good at!), Journalism and 20th century fiction! Since I will be doing a lot of writing this year, I decided to start actually writing in this thing again, even though nobody will read it and most of what I write will be irrelevant in anyones life, probably even my own.
I want to start writing lyrics again. I wrote some good ones the other night at Dylan's. I wish I could sing well, so that my lyrics could be put to better use than just sitting on paper. But oh well, at least I can do some things, right?
Articles I would like to write this year: Musical/game reviews (Fuck yea!), A coverage of the Vigil with a reference to Viktor's arrest, a possible protest in D.C. if I can go this year, and um...anything else along the way that interests me. Since I hope to some day either be a political journalist or a critic, these will probably be the extent of my individual articles. Of course, Flanagan will likely have me covering things because Josh is editor and from what I have heard, there are no other competent people that want to work for the paper. But I don't mind. I want a lot of assignments anyways.
Eh, that is all for now. My eyes hurt. I should have tried harder to get some sleep, seeing as how school starts in about an hour and twenty-six minutes.
P.S. You should listen to this song by Royksopp and Kate Havnevik. Both are wonderful artists on their own, but together they are just hypnotizing. I do not remember ever getting such a mix of peaceful/anxious feelings from a song before. Personally, I like it.