You don't know what this love is all about.
I'm tired of being blind. I'm tired of being complacent. I'm tired of completely useless information pouring into my eyes and ears and flooding my brain with shit. I want to be in a riot. I want to know how Bush was elected for two terms. I want to know how he was even elected in the first place.I want you.
I've been going to OC this week and it's alright. The cutest girl in my sociology class still makes me half gag. I hate that class. Well the class is good. I hate the students. this Fucking guy. Jeremy somethin'. This fuck cunt was in my 8th grade band class and I hated him. I remember he used to play the theme song for The Elderscrolls III: Morrowind on his goddamn saxophone. His social skills match a cockroaches. And his girlfriends have always looked like cockroaches. This guy just fucking LOOKS annoying. I mean. He walks in the room, and it's annoying, because you can't help but notice he walked in the room, since it's so annoying that he walked in. And he says stuff, to be funny. Funny little fancy pants jokes. But he talks too damn fast, which is also annoying, so you never understand what the hell he's trying to be funny about. It's usually completely off topic, and it's usually about something no one else has heard about, unless they used to play The Elderscrolls III: Morrowind on their saxophone. (I played the clarinet) I'll probably die before he stops annoying me. I have this horrible haunting feeling that he's going to haunt me the rest of my life. Just show up at the most random times. Probably my wedding. Probably my funeral. What other special events there are, he'll be there. He's the fucking devil.
I went to F.Y.E. today to get my dad The Frames, but they were out. The sales clerk was a goddamn vixen, and she told me I should get Skullcandy headphones instead of Philips, and they were 20 bucks off. So I did. And I found a 20 on the ground. I thought it was mine but I wasn't missing any money. Turned out it was the lady's next to me, she said I made her day and restored her faith in humanity. It almost made me wish I'd kept it. I don't understand how me being honest about a lousy 20 dollars redeems anything that people do to each other.
Good for her though.
(she wasn't cute, like the sales clerk)
I went to my History class for the first time today. I haven't missed much. The books are all sold out so I'm gonna order one online. Everyone says that the teacher sounds like he's teaching, smells like he's teaching, and looks like he's teaching, but knowing all his lectures by heart won't do a dang thing on the tests, because they're all out of the book. So once I get the book, I might just read it, and skip the classroom part.
The printer up here's broken, and I fucking hate it. I bought Buckethead and Friends' Enter the Chicken. It's kick ass. Serj Tankian sings a couple songs. And if it's got Serj, it's got me listening to it.
I've come to the point where I won't say hi to a lot of people I recognize. I never liked them. And I hate seeing them. I feel like I've escaped from highschool, and seeing some people makes me feel trapped again.
And I can decidedly say that the very root of the asshole gene in every dude begins with girls.
It could probably end there to. Make a whole fuckin' forest.
I'm sorry. I'm just lonely.
I've been going to OC this week and it's alright. The cutest girl in my sociology class still makes me half gag. I hate that class. Well the class is good. I hate the students. this Fucking guy. Jeremy somethin'. This fuck cunt was in my 8th grade band class and I hated him. I remember he used to play the theme song for The Elderscrolls III: Morrowind on his goddamn saxophone. His social skills match a cockroaches. And his girlfriends have always looked like cockroaches. This guy just fucking LOOKS annoying. I mean. He walks in the room, and it's annoying, because you can't help but notice he walked in the room, since it's so annoying that he walked in. And he says stuff, to be funny. Funny little fancy pants jokes. But he talks too damn fast, which is also annoying, so you never understand what the hell he's trying to be funny about. It's usually completely off topic, and it's usually about something no one else has heard about, unless they used to play The Elderscrolls III: Morrowind on their saxophone. (I played the clarinet) I'll probably die before he stops annoying me. I have this horrible haunting feeling that he's going to haunt me the rest of my life. Just show up at the most random times. Probably my wedding. Probably my funeral. What other special events there are, he'll be there. He's the fucking devil.
I went to F.Y.E. today to get my dad The Frames, but they were out. The sales clerk was a goddamn vixen, and she told me I should get Skullcandy headphones instead of Philips, and they were 20 bucks off. So I did. And I found a 20 on the ground. I thought it was mine but I wasn't missing any money. Turned out it was the lady's next to me, she said I made her day and restored her faith in humanity. It almost made me wish I'd kept it. I don't understand how me being honest about a lousy 20 dollars redeems anything that people do to each other.
Good for her though.
(she wasn't cute, like the sales clerk)
I went to my History class for the first time today. I haven't missed much. The books are all sold out so I'm gonna order one online. Everyone says that the teacher sounds like he's teaching, smells like he's teaching, and looks like he's teaching, but knowing all his lectures by heart won't do a dang thing on the tests, because they're all out of the book. So once I get the book, I might just read it, and skip the classroom part.
The printer up here's broken, and I fucking hate it. I bought Buckethead and Friends' Enter the Chicken. It's kick ass. Serj Tankian sings a couple songs. And if it's got Serj, it's got me listening to it.
I've come to the point where I won't say hi to a lot of people I recognize. I never liked them. And I hate seeing them. I feel like I've escaped from highschool, and seeing some people makes me feel trapped again.
And I can decidedly say that the very root of the asshole gene in every dude begins with girls.
It could probably end there to. Make a whole fuckin' forest.
I'm sorry. I'm just lonely.