Apr 14, 2005 03:19
Too many people talk, like too many other people care. I know this, but I don't really care that much. But if I did, I'd probably stop talking.
Too many good things are happening for it to be good. Certainly my cat will die soon to remind me of my place in life. But for now, I've forgotten.
I recently got a call from the school where I took my High School Definciency test. I was figuring it was the principal calling to yell,"Your a moron Jolly, you failed with flying colours and your doomed to never get anywhere in life" but for some reason she said. "Hey Jolly, I just called to tell you that you have recieved a passing score and now have a diploma" Well, I'll be fucked! Somehow putting "666" as pretty much every answer on the math portion of the test worked. Now if thats not a sign of a higher power, I certainly know what is. So with a little help from the dark lord himself, I somehow managed to get a diploma, without studying, and only going to about 8 2 hour classes. So fuck what they told you in school, you can drop out, slack off, get wasted, spend years just fluttering around drinking, smoking and popping whatever pill is fed to you and then get a high school diploma in 2 weeks whenever you want. If I only knew about this neat loop-hole sooner I would have known about it earlier and put it off for 5 years.
Now mommy owes me an I-pod! HOORAY FOR JOLLY!!!!!!
Then my sweet friend bought me the new Judas Priest CD since he promised he'd buy it for me if I passed. Thank you so much dear Matt, that was very kind of you. I'm thinking of writing a novel called "How to Succeed As A Failure" then when it goes to number 1, I can use the money to move to Canada. That is, if im moving to Canada.....
Today was a super duper special fun day as well! I hung out with my sweet friends Adam and Megan and we had a really nice time playing card games. Then Megan and I ate peaches together. They were hands down, the tastiest peaches I've ever had. I almost wish my stupid cigarettes didn't force me to pollute my taste buds with their awfulness, rather then allow me to savour the sweet flavour of delight that danced upon my pallette afterwards. Oh my gosh, that was the most fun I've had since back in the day when I still had feelings.
I wish I wasn't so scared of joyfullness. From what I heard, it can actually feel nice to be happy, once you don't go about doing it all the time.
But I have no reason to worry, I don't plan on doing any of that smiling crap anytime soon. A series of fortunate events, isn't going to take away my little security blanket of hopelessness and misery that keeps me warm and safe year round. I know better then that.
In the same vein though, that blanket is getting a little dirty........