The Wonderful Adventures of Third Period
So. Here I am, in third period, waiting for something to happen worth noticing. Nothing really ever does though, so I sit here, like a sheep, on Livejournal, the only thing NOT blocked by the Eureka High Web Filters. Only one more semester left and I'm out of here though. Really, anxiety has been replaced with just being ready to get the hell out of here.
When the storm started the other day, I sat in my car, after changing my soping wet clothes for the fourth time that day, pondering rain. It's just so.....different. It's sole purpose- to fall at angles and inconsistant rates, sometimes freezing on it's way down. No covering, no shelter, no mercy. So, I stayed in my car and watched it beat against my windshield and violently pound the ground, only after being carried, acutely away, by the wind. Seriously....what the hell?
This being my first post in oh...about 2 years, I looked back at my latter posts. Nothing's changed really, except for the fact that I now want to shoot my younger self at the overuse of juvenile phrases like, "YOU ROCK!" and "OH BOY!"...come on now Jaci, do you really have to wonder why he did what he did? Why his best friend hated you? Ya, you were a fucking idiot. Thank God, we grow up.
-Segway- In less than three days now I will be old enough to buy cigarettes, lottery tickets, porn and vote. Oh, I can also have sex with anyone older than me. Great! I have so much to look forward to. I'll probably just sleep in all day, considering that's a luxury I seem to rarely indulge in.
Work is getting overly monotonous. Sure, we're all creatures of habit and it's wonderful to know what to expect, but is it a sin to want a little zest here and there? Is it a sin to want to brutally strangle and torture a variety of your co-workers? Whatever, we're all sinners.
Church.
When the storm started the other day, I sat in my car, after changing my soping wet clothes for the fourth time that day, pondering rain. It's just so.....different. It's sole purpose- to fall at angles and inconsistant rates, sometimes freezing on it's way down. No covering, no shelter, no mercy. So, I stayed in my car and watched it beat against my windshield and violently pound the ground, only after being carried, acutely away, by the wind. Seriously....what the hell?
This being my first post in oh...about 2 years, I looked back at my latter posts. Nothing's changed really, except for the fact that I now want to shoot my younger self at the overuse of juvenile phrases like, "YOU ROCK!" and "OH BOY!"...come on now Jaci, do you really have to wonder why he did what he did? Why his best friend hated you? Ya, you were a fucking idiot. Thank God, we grow up.
-Segway- In less than three days now I will be old enough to buy cigarettes, lottery tickets, porn and vote. Oh, I can also have sex with anyone older than me. Great! I have so much to look forward to. I'll probably just sleep in all day, considering that's a luxury I seem to rarely indulge in.
Work is getting overly monotonous. Sure, we're all creatures of habit and it's wonderful to know what to expect, but is it a sin to want a little zest here and there? Is it a sin to want to brutally strangle and torture a variety of your co-workers? Whatever, we're all sinners.
Church.