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me and ashley went to nirchi's with sabbs today. it must've been the highlight of my week, haha. we gave sabbs mountain dew, and he went crazy. a 1 year-old on mountain dew is hysterically annoying. we laughed, and laughed, and laughed. we're insane, but we have a jolly good time in public.
i'm not sure what day it was, since i'm not sure what today is, but i got the mad reds a few days ago. initially, i just went on a drive. driving usually calm me down, especially to somewhere i've never been, or haven't been around in a long time. that night, i went into work and couldn't shake the feeling i needed to just quit. it wasn't an aggravating night, it went rather smoothly, but i get into these moods i can't seem to control. i itch to be somewhere else and doing something new. i think it's the mindless repetition that irks me. i'm not sure. it could be that i don't want to be where i am right now. right now, i want to be doing something grand, important and progressive. i thought about joining the peace guard for a very long time, but i don't have the best feeling about it.
i hate the mad reds, but perhaps it's the initiation into something better. i also hate telling people about it. i don't think i've told anyone. verily. it isn't that i think i'm profound and that no one will understand me. it isn't that it's something worth hiding. it's something i try to figure out by myself. maybe that should change.
i never got them in delhi, ever. i got them in high school. i used to sit in my bedroom, for far too long, biting my cheek and promising myself there was a place for me. places come with time, i suppose. time passes with patience, patience i do not have since i have no time. no patience = no time = no place.
mathematically, i don't exist.
a-heheheh.
perhaps, i should take a trip somewhere... perhaps...
BUFFALO.
(oh. shhnap.)
i do miss vanessa and dustin and dawn and dan and the whole bunch. i don't see lee anymore, which sucks. everyone at work always asks about him.
here's a little random tidbit to end this entry: nick has a gay roommate, named "ronald harry weyman." he calls him, "ronald, the hairy gayman."
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i'm not sure what day it was, since i'm not sure what today is, but i got the mad reds a few days ago. initially, i just went on a drive. driving usually calm me down, especially to somewhere i've never been, or haven't been around in a long time. that night, i went into work and couldn't shake the feeling i needed to just quit. it wasn't an aggravating night, it went rather smoothly, but i get into these moods i can't seem to control. i itch to be somewhere else and doing something new. i think it's the mindless repetition that irks me. i'm not sure. it could be that i don't want to be where i am right now. right now, i want to be doing something grand, important and progressive. i thought about joining the peace guard for a very long time, but i don't have the best feeling about it.
i hate the mad reds, but perhaps it's the initiation into something better. i also hate telling people about it. i don't think i've told anyone. verily. it isn't that i think i'm profound and that no one will understand me. it isn't that it's something worth hiding. it's something i try to figure out by myself. maybe that should change.
i never got them in delhi, ever. i got them in high school. i used to sit in my bedroom, for far too long, biting my cheek and promising myself there was a place for me. places come with time, i suppose. time passes with patience, patience i do not have since i have no time. no patience = no time = no place.
mathematically, i don't exist.
a-heheheh.
perhaps, i should take a trip somewhere... perhaps...
BUFFALO.
(oh. shhnap.)
i do miss vanessa and dustin and dawn and dan and the whole bunch. i don't see lee anymore, which sucks. everyone at work always asks about him.
here's a little random tidbit to end this entry: nick has a gay roommate, named "ronald harry weyman." he calls him, "ronald, the hairy gayman."
(...)