sliding down those old country roads
so after i got my hair cut today, and it looked all awesome, i was in a great mood...i've been in a great mood all day. got to have some peanut butter m&ms, talked a bit with my blood brother andy garcia (we both love the dead milkmen...we're family), and made this awesome pot with a chicken foot that kyle ridgely said should be in a gallery or something.
i'd forgotten how much i love ceramics.
and for some reason, even though i was soooo stressed out at the end of last year because of everything that was going on, now i'm really...peaceful. school started and nothing that was really upsetting me upsets me anymore. a strange concept. but it's nice to be like this, it really is. i mean, issues haven't really gone away, of course, because they hardly ever do...but it's not a big deal anymore. all the shit...i'm not worried about it. i know it's going to work itself out. and i'm really not in a hurry, i figure i'll stick around for a while and see what happens...
on the upside, i got suckered into joining speech and debate. jill lured me into the debate room and the entire team (well...the members i knew) told me that if i wanted to still be their friends (and yes...i'm friends with a lot of them) then i had to join. so i'm on my way to debating with the best of them. except debate sucks and i'd rather do speech because it can be funny...maybe james can help me out. but i get to be part of the dobson speech and debate team. and everyone knows we rock...and we're better than mountain view. so screw them...we're going to nationals this year and beating the shit out of them in the tournaments and that is THAT. besides, i think mountain view kids have something in their water that makes them act all crazy. so we have the advantage anyway.
thought for the day: does anyone else have an urge to go up to people on crutches and try to trip them?
today this guy hit me with his book and almost pushed this girl into me going down the hall and when i said "hey buddy you mind watching it?" and he's like " NO! I WON'T" and so i flipped him off and i would have beaten him up but i'm nice and i don't do things like that and i probably would have gotten suspended but the point is he's an asshole. so whoever you are kid, i hope you burn in hell. pushing people is wrong.
~you've got your hair permed
you got that red dress on
screaming that second beer was such a turn on
and the fog forming on the window tells me that the morning's here and you'll be gone before too long
who taught you those new tricks?
damn i shouldn't start that talk
but life is one big question when you're staring at the clock
and the answer so is waiting at the liquor store
40 oz. to freedom so i take that walk
and i know that ooooh i'm not coming back~ sublime
i'd forgotten how much i love ceramics.
and for some reason, even though i was soooo stressed out at the end of last year because of everything that was going on, now i'm really...peaceful. school started and nothing that was really upsetting me upsets me anymore. a strange concept. but it's nice to be like this, it really is. i mean, issues haven't really gone away, of course, because they hardly ever do...but it's not a big deal anymore. all the shit...i'm not worried about it. i know it's going to work itself out. and i'm really not in a hurry, i figure i'll stick around for a while and see what happens...
on the upside, i got suckered into joining speech and debate. jill lured me into the debate room and the entire team (well...the members i knew) told me that if i wanted to still be their friends (and yes...i'm friends with a lot of them) then i had to join. so i'm on my way to debating with the best of them. except debate sucks and i'd rather do speech because it can be funny...maybe james can help me out. but i get to be part of the dobson speech and debate team. and everyone knows we rock...and we're better than mountain view. so screw them...we're going to nationals this year and beating the shit out of them in the tournaments and that is THAT. besides, i think mountain view kids have something in their water that makes them act all crazy. so we have the advantage anyway.
thought for the day: does anyone else have an urge to go up to people on crutches and try to trip them?
today this guy hit me with his book and almost pushed this girl into me going down the hall and when i said "hey buddy you mind watching it?" and he's like " NO! I WON'T" and so i flipped him off and i would have beaten him up but i'm nice and i don't do things like that and i probably would have gotten suspended but the point is he's an asshole. so whoever you are kid, i hope you burn in hell. pushing people is wrong.
~you've got your hair permed
you got that red dress on
screaming that second beer was such a turn on
and the fog forming on the window tells me that the morning's here and you'll be gone before too long
who taught you those new tricks?
damn i shouldn't start that talk
but life is one big question when you're staring at the clock
and the answer so is waiting at the liquor store
40 oz. to freedom so i take that walk
and i know that ooooh i'm not coming back~ sublime