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my father came to me yesterday. he looked me in the eye (which he doesnt do often so i knew he was serious) and he asked me, "brian, i realize you enjoy music but thats no way to make a living, what are you going to do with your life." Now i, after seriously trying to think about what i want to do with my life answered him back with,"i dont know, maybe eat my children?" I dont know what i ment by it and i said it. after that i put a whole bunch of possible metaphores behind it. For some reason, maybe it was the damp weather and all, but i kept that response in my mind all day today. everything i did i thought to myself, "well im just going to eat my children when i get older so this really doesnt matter." all and all it was a good day.
Mr. Zini said i was going to be a politician. usually i dont make much of what teachers tell me about my life, but he seems to really believe that i would make a good politician. He saw my mom the other day and told her i was really interested in politics. i dont know when i was intrested in politics but im not now, i mean why would i be, it doesnt matter to me if im just going to eat my children.
yesterday i could have sworn i saw molly. i havent talked to her in a while so i got up to say hi. then i couldnt find her. oh well.
i have other things to say but im not going to.
Mr. Zini said i was going to be a politician. usually i dont make much of what teachers tell me about my life, but he seems to really believe that i would make a good politician. He saw my mom the other day and told her i was really interested in politics. i dont know when i was intrested in politics but im not now, i mean why would i be, it doesnt matter to me if im just going to eat my children.
yesterday i could have sworn i saw molly. i havent talked to her in a while so i got up to say hi. then i couldnt find her. oh well.
i have other things to say but im not going to.