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There comes a time in every man's life (a time when, for example, Tucker is getting some to the third degree) when a guy has to re-evaluate his game plan. Yeah, maybe I should get out more. But out is so...mind numbingly dull, and this is an opinion I have never been able to disguise. I don't think it's necessary honestly. People deserve to know when they have to do better, and world: I have found you lacking. And overly...emotional.
Also juvenile. I thought high school would be over when high school was, you know over. But no, it's still there. It was at The Bronze the other night. It's been on campus this whole time. I shudder to think that it has infected 'Real Life' as well. ...Oh god, what if? I may vomit. Not that I'm planning to whore myself out as a nameless, faceless drone to some shadowy corporation. I am for more than desk jockey-ing, I think that much is clear.
I saved the program I had been working on (and a back up of it as well). It's not for a class or anything. Just a little something just for me. Personal. Beautiful. It made me a little giddy to even think about it. I could see my grin reflected in the monitor.
I could also see Tucker. I swiveled my chair around.
"So you're dumping her, right?" I asked.
(Tag: Tucker...anyone or thing that wants to drop by the room...small animals...inanimate objects...)
Also juvenile. I thought high school would be over when high school was, you know over. But no, it's still there. It was at The Bronze the other night. It's been on campus this whole time. I shudder to think that it has infected 'Real Life' as well. ...Oh god, what if? I may vomit. Not that I'm planning to whore myself out as a nameless, faceless drone to some shadowy corporation. I am for more than desk jockey-ing, I think that much is clear.
I saved the program I had been working on (and a back up of it as well). It's not for a class or anything. Just a little something just for me. Personal. Beautiful. It made me a little giddy to even think about it. I could see my grin reflected in the monitor.
I could also see Tucker. I swiveled my chair around.
"So you're dumping her, right?" I asked.
(Tag: Tucker...anyone or thing that wants to drop by the room...small animals...inanimate objects...)