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Nov 16, 2005 20:11

Work. Back from... work.
I would like stop time right about now, really. It would benefit the whole world, you know.
All of this work and all of this schoolwork and other stuff. Bleh.
I can't help thinking that maybe Matt and everyone is right. The only problem is, I've just got no bullocks. And that's the truth.
Let's see. Let's see, LJ. Well. I'm reading five books, finishing a script, doing what menial school shit they've placed before me in an attempt to override my senioritis, wanting to hang out with friends more, wanting to see alex for his damn birthday, wanting alot of things. Wants are not happening. It is also in my observed conclusion that want is not good. Want makes things very tricky. It would probably be in my best interest to eliminate want. A minor detail is that this task is impossible.
Have you ever noticed that if someone has bad breath/ smells funny other people treat them on a subhuman level? It's a little amusing to watch, especially reactions.
Back to "Diary of A Dying Man: Jesus, I've Seen Some Horrible Trash In My Time But You've Outdone Yourself This Time, Sir."
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