Feb 21, 2006 13:10
Would it be okay if I said I fucking hate LJ?
Oh no, will that comment produce a barrage of indignant replies?
Oh wait, I'm not s popular LJer. I could say anything. Still, it's so unsatiating, making up words and no one caring. I wish I was cooler. LJ cool. Like small town cool.
I wish I had 9000 friends on Myspace and had a trademark symbol next to my name because that would make me EXTRA important in the networking scene.
I WANT TO BE SCENE! (Can I ride a dinosaur and shoot a robot?)
I just realized I've been walking around all day with my "UIC Student Center" worker polo-shirt collar popped like a goddamn fool. But then again it could make sense because nothing is making any sense in my life anymore.
I've been more engaged in my studies then ever. I've been saving my money. I've been lurking in lurid fringes of accepted society. I've been scared of marijuana. I've thought about God. I've started partying past the 3am hour. I've observed sex as a spectator sport. I've been mapping out financial plans. I've been mapping out my life plan. We've been mapping out our life plan! I've been worried. I've been sleeping and living off of Aldi's brand "fruity rice" cereal.
"I rock peas on my head but don't call me a peahead
Bees on my head but don't call me a beehead
Bruce Lee is on my head but don't call me a leehead..."
I'm so tired.