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Kinda an entry, just for kicks..
Yeah haven't posted in a while. no big deal, LJ's such a horrible breeding ground for trouble I figured not posting couldn't hurt, never mind having the initiative nor random desire to. Except for tonight of course.
An update on my life: cough.. ahem.... ::blank pause:: ...Thrilling...
aka, not much action. Anniversary of the accident passed. miserable foreign drivers. Remind me to shove the remaining key I have from that car up that moron's ass next time I come across him. Then at least maybe it'd alleviate the burning desire to compensate for the loss of one of the singular delights I once had in my life.
New car went in for a service. 'Bout bleeding time if you ask me. The Check Engine light had only been on for 5 months.. no big deal or anything... ::rolls eyes:: That and some transmission issue. Lovely. Never buy something that constitutes a company's first attempt at a new design/concept. Now that I've experienced failures on two first ideas, one being that of Sony's first crack at a laptop (VAIO... the definition of a horrible laptop computer) and the other being Volvo's (then... 1999) brand new redesign of their cars.. Beautiful grammar work there Adam... If you can't tell, I'm in one of those moods only a terrible charred burrito from the West Hills location of Baja Fresh can get you into. I've eaten Baja Fresh every bloody day of this week. I'm not eating it again for like, 3 months. But yeah, simplified, I'm in a kinda dark mood. It'll be gone by the time I wake up though.. That's how "volvo" (swedish for "I roll") Oh yeah, switched from Sprint to Cingular.. Trying to figure out if that was a good move or not. All my friends are on Sprint so it's gonna be weird. Service was absolutely deplorable on Sprint where I live though. Dropped calls galore, and then some. Cingular so far hasn't dropped a single call up here.. But I've only had it for 3 days so there's always a first time. Yet the overall quality and everything seems to be great. Oh yeah, with the new service came a new phone, so my little Sanyo SCP6200 of three years was finally retired, and now stands as tribute to a lasting memory of my milestone first cell phone. Even though it was outdated, it never failed to draw positive comments even up until its last days, a lone figure of outmoded technology still commanding a certain respect. And by no means am I saying a cell phone determines popularity and/or social status. Only personality will pull that one off for you. Prom's coming up... Who to ask. I have someone on my mind, but I've got to be sure she's up for it, and it'd be great if I could see her to have the opportunity to "pop the question" as the saying goes. Perhaps outside of school. For those of you dying to compare college results, I'm accepted at "UC Pierce," which is where I will be beginning my college career, and after two years, transferring to UCLA or USC.. or else a reputable establishment that will look great on a job resume and the like. Major will be english, for those who are interested. Math can die, along with the fool who delegated the bulk of logic and analytical reasoning as only attainable through it. That's enough complaining lol.
Anyway, on a more pleasant note, I'm hoping everyone's doing alright, and not to start saying goodbyes too early, I'm thanking specifically one friend who has been there for me through thick and thin. He seems to respond to my thoughts rather than my vocals, and has always been loyal and available if I ever needed a word of advice or simple conversation. As for my other friends, I value many of you more than you will ever know, and trust that we'll remain in contact over the years.
I must be honest that my years at Calabasas were only made bearable by my friends. The majority of immature children at that school are superficial; their social status dictated by the expense of their vehicles and posessions. You know you're at calabasas when a loser freshman gets his cell phone taken away for some reason or another, so he calls the police to have it returned. Some of the bullshit you hear as a counseling office aide. Absolutely amazing. All in all I feel apprehensive yet excited to move from the world of dependence to independence persay, or else from high school to college. At least at college you start anew- any reputation earned, or lack thereof, depleted and recreated from the moment you set foot on campus on your first day. A refreshing thought- perhaps one of the few that sustain my half stagnant desire to experience independent life. It's not that I don't want to move on, it's that I'm not sure what to move on to if you know what I mean. But life will continue, as time never stops for anyone. So it's with this thought that I keep my head held high, because one must meet challenges in life as they come, just like the captain of a boat must keep the bow pointed toward the waves so as not to capsize.
Yeah haven't posted in a while. no big deal, LJ's such a horrible breeding ground for trouble I figured not posting couldn't hurt, never mind having the initiative nor random desire to. Except for tonight of course.
An update on my life: cough.. ahem.... ::blank pause:: ...Thrilling...
aka, not much action. Anniversary of the accident passed. miserable foreign drivers. Remind me to shove the remaining key I have from that car up that moron's ass next time I come across him. Then at least maybe it'd alleviate the burning desire to compensate for the loss of one of the singular delights I once had in my life.
New car went in for a service. 'Bout bleeding time if you ask me. The Check Engine light had only been on for 5 months.. no big deal or anything... ::rolls eyes:: That and some transmission issue. Lovely. Never buy something that constitutes a company's first attempt at a new design/concept. Now that I've experienced failures on two first ideas, one being that of Sony's first crack at a laptop (VAIO... the definition of a horrible laptop computer) and the other being Volvo's (then... 1999) brand new redesign of their cars.. Beautiful grammar work there Adam... If you can't tell, I'm in one of those moods only a terrible charred burrito from the West Hills location of Baja Fresh can get you into. I've eaten Baja Fresh every bloody day of this week. I'm not eating it again for like, 3 months. But yeah, simplified, I'm in a kinda dark mood. It'll be gone by the time I wake up though.. That's how "volvo" (swedish for "I roll") Oh yeah, switched from Sprint to Cingular.. Trying to figure out if that was a good move or not. All my friends are on Sprint so it's gonna be weird. Service was absolutely deplorable on Sprint where I live though. Dropped calls galore, and then some. Cingular so far hasn't dropped a single call up here.. But I've only had it for 3 days so there's always a first time. Yet the overall quality and everything seems to be great. Oh yeah, with the new service came a new phone, so my little Sanyo SCP6200 of three years was finally retired, and now stands as tribute to a lasting memory of my milestone first cell phone. Even though it was outdated, it never failed to draw positive comments even up until its last days, a lone figure of outmoded technology still commanding a certain respect. And by no means am I saying a cell phone determines popularity and/or social status. Only personality will pull that one off for you. Prom's coming up... Who to ask. I have someone on my mind, but I've got to be sure she's up for it, and it'd be great if I could see her to have the opportunity to "pop the question" as the saying goes. Perhaps outside of school. For those of you dying to compare college results, I'm accepted at "UC Pierce," which is where I will be beginning my college career, and after two years, transferring to UCLA or USC.. or else a reputable establishment that will look great on a job resume and the like. Major will be english, for those who are interested. Math can die, along with the fool who delegated the bulk of logic and analytical reasoning as only attainable through it. That's enough complaining lol.
Anyway, on a more pleasant note, I'm hoping everyone's doing alright, and not to start saying goodbyes too early, I'm thanking specifically one friend who has been there for me through thick and thin. He seems to respond to my thoughts rather than my vocals, and has always been loyal and available if I ever needed a word of advice or simple conversation. As for my other friends, I value many of you more than you will ever know, and trust that we'll remain in contact over the years.
I must be honest that my years at Calabasas were only made bearable by my friends. The majority of immature children at that school are superficial; their social status dictated by the expense of their vehicles and posessions. You know you're at calabasas when a loser freshman gets his cell phone taken away for some reason or another, so he calls the police to have it returned. Some of the bullshit you hear as a counseling office aide. Absolutely amazing. All in all I feel apprehensive yet excited to move from the world of dependence to independence persay, or else from high school to college. At least at college you start anew- any reputation earned, or lack thereof, depleted and recreated from the moment you set foot on campus on your first day. A refreshing thought- perhaps one of the few that sustain my half stagnant desire to experience independent life. It's not that I don't want to move on, it's that I'm not sure what to move on to if you know what I mean. But life will continue, as time never stops for anyone. So it's with this thought that I keep my head held high, because one must meet challenges in life as they come, just like the captain of a boat must keep the bow pointed toward the waves so as not to capsize.