Sep 20, 2006 02:07
It feels like I'm going to use up all my 2 o'clocks in the mornings on writing crappy English papers, and before I know it, they'll be gone. For once, I would just like to know what it's like to do something, not on time (because, of course, everything gets done), but before time, no, you know. Like, hello, lets not procrastinate for once, please. I'm just curious what that feels like. I'm also a little curious as to what went wrong with me, like what defect do I have that prevents me from being a productive citizen. ugh, shut the hell up Tim O'Brian, I've been to Vietnam, and really, it's not that bad. Okay, shut it tough guy. No, I'm kidding, it's a good book, I just hate papers. I feel like I will be writing term paper over and over again until the grave.
I also really don't give a shit about all this senior crap that our yearbook wants us to do. Like, "The Remember When" section. NO, I'M SORRY, BUT I HAVE SPENT THE PAST FEW YEARS TRYING NOT TO REMEMBER WHEN THANK YOU. I was looking through kiddie pictures of me, yes, for yearbook, the section that is mandatory for every senior, and I realized two things. One, as the second child, there are always less pictures of you. Two, if you are a funny looking baby, there will also be less pictures of you.
It's like, this is the time line of my life;
0-4: make funny faces
4-9: ??? (no pictures)
9-14: be fat
15-now: start taking your own pictures
So, basically, that sums up my existence.