SALTAD! SALVAD! SABED! SED!
Goodness.
It has been quite some time since I last posted.
New?
I got into Governor's School (Winston Salem). I have mixed feelings about this. My Id tells me to stay home for the summer, get a job, have fun and relax. But, I'm going. I sent in my application a day ago. I want new people, new ideas, and to love learning again.
National History Day is insane. A life altering experience. The topic theme is "Taking a Stand" and hell, our very performance exemplifies the theme. For those far away who do not know what I'm talking about; we said "fucked in the ass" and "cock" in front of our classmates, teachers and crochety old judges. We're traveling to Raleigh for the next level in a couple weeks. Balls to those too dense to understand the subtle hidden messages.
A ver...
I am worn out. Burnt out. No motivation. I do not give a damn. I often dream about napping. Sometimes I'm underneath a tree. Sometimes in a field of blush poppies or wildflowers. Sometimes on a warm mesa in the desert. Sometimes on a dirt floor in a grass hut. Sometimes in the sand with the sea at my bruised knees. Sometimes, people I love nap with me. Most of the time, it's just me.
I am fascinated by the idea that one night while I'm napping in my dream I'm going to have a dream about napping and in that second dream I'm going to have a dream about napping and so on... The best tangible example I can think of is what occurs when one places two mirrors in front of each other.
I may begin posting facts I find to be interesting.
Today's rather random fact: In underdeveloped countries over 70% of the people farm for sustenance. Less than 10% of people of in so called first world countries do so.
It has been quite some time since I last posted.
New?
I got into Governor's School (Winston Salem). I have mixed feelings about this. My Id tells me to stay home for the summer, get a job, have fun and relax. But, I'm going. I sent in my application a day ago. I want new people, new ideas, and to love learning again.
National History Day is insane. A life altering experience. The topic theme is "Taking a Stand" and hell, our very performance exemplifies the theme. For those far away who do not know what I'm talking about; we said "fucked in the ass" and "cock" in front of our classmates, teachers and crochety old judges. We're traveling to Raleigh for the next level in a couple weeks. Balls to those too dense to understand the subtle hidden messages.
A ver...
I am worn out. Burnt out. No motivation. I do not give a damn. I often dream about napping. Sometimes I'm underneath a tree. Sometimes in a field of blush poppies or wildflowers. Sometimes on a warm mesa in the desert. Sometimes on a dirt floor in a grass hut. Sometimes in the sand with the sea at my bruised knees. Sometimes, people I love nap with me. Most of the time, it's just me.
I am fascinated by the idea that one night while I'm napping in my dream I'm going to have a dream about napping and in that second dream I'm going to have a dream about napping and so on... The best tangible example I can think of is what occurs when one places two mirrors in front of each other.
I may begin posting facts I find to be interesting.
Today's rather random fact: In underdeveloped countries over 70% of the people farm for sustenance. Less than 10% of people of in so called first world countries do so.