post-weekend
fucking goddamn shakespeare essay. i had a cool weekend, now it's time to study. kyle is sitting across from me, but i don't think he is studying. or am i just saying that to make myself feel better for slacking off? working hard or hardly working? you can't have your cake and eat it too.
well, i could write my shakespeare paper on masculinity, like all my essays, or iago's villainy because of his latent homosexuality. ugh, fucking academia fucking sucks. a bunch of stupid old professors interpreting shakespeare based on their weird prejudices and political/sexual angsts. i saw books about buddhist shakespeare, marxist shakespeare, feminist shakespeare, etc. one of the books im actually using is called 'patriarchal structures in shakespeare's drama'. shakespeare is very great though, too bad old white professors had to inject their criticisms into every fucking sentence he writes. although thats why hes great too, because of the versatility of his language and the myriad ways of interpreting it. yeah, fuck this essay.
i have been high everyday for the past fifteen days hahaha. fuck you d.a.r.e. and anti-pot activists. i get high everyday and i maintain a respectable g.p.a. at a mid-tier private university, fuckers.
haha i just looked at kyle's laptop and hes on fucking facebook har har har.
i dated this girl sarah for a short time once, and she never swore because she said "only stupid people swear", and i probably said something sarcastic with a swear word in it. i know that i swear way too much though, and i always have to watch my tongue around more esteemed people.
i rode my bike to this party in lakeview yesterday, and it was a lot harder than before. the winter created me into an unhealthy monster, and my lungs and crotch (taint) hurt after i rode it there. i also brought pot there, and my friends were waiting for me to bring the pot, which is silly because i felt like some sort of bizarre marijuana delivery man. afterwards we went to u.i.c. and me and morgan wanted to drink until one of us started crying, but we fell asleep before we started crying.
well, i could write my shakespeare paper on masculinity, like all my essays, or iago's villainy because of his latent homosexuality. ugh, fucking academia fucking sucks. a bunch of stupid old professors interpreting shakespeare based on their weird prejudices and political/sexual angsts. i saw books about buddhist shakespeare, marxist shakespeare, feminist shakespeare, etc. one of the books im actually using is called 'patriarchal structures in shakespeare's drama'. shakespeare is very great though, too bad old white professors had to inject their criticisms into every fucking sentence he writes. although thats why hes great too, because of the versatility of his language and the myriad ways of interpreting it. yeah, fuck this essay.
i have been high everyday for the past fifteen days hahaha. fuck you d.a.r.e. and anti-pot activists. i get high everyday and i maintain a respectable g.p.a. at a mid-tier private university, fuckers.
haha i just looked at kyle's laptop and hes on fucking facebook har har har.
i dated this girl sarah for a short time once, and she never swore because she said "only stupid people swear", and i probably said something sarcastic with a swear word in it. i know that i swear way too much though, and i always have to watch my tongue around more esteemed people.
i rode my bike to this party in lakeview yesterday, and it was a lot harder than before. the winter created me into an unhealthy monster, and my lungs and crotch (taint) hurt after i rode it there. i also brought pot there, and my friends were waiting for me to bring the pot, which is silly because i felt like some sort of bizarre marijuana delivery man. afterwards we went to u.i.c. and me and morgan wanted to drink until one of us started crying, but we fell asleep before we started crying.