Balance keeps fucking with me.

[disreprivalize]

Yesterday was such a good day. Full of hope and light. and void of work and depression. I'm sure this sounds like the standard entry by now because, yes, I skipped work yesterday. "Is the only thing that makes this kid happy skipping work?" I'm sure you are childishly asking. The answer is, of course, no. But skipping work does make me happy, and

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[_dearjohn]

My favorite paragraph is the one that starts: "Yesterday, I drove to work".

[disreprivalize]

I kicked that paragraphs ass!

[jaimi]

Come to my college! We don't care about SAT scores. Or showering! Or wearing clothing! Or the corporate world! Yeah! Do it!

[disreprivalize]

Even magnificent SAT scores? The kind that blow ones mind? I'm so there. Totally. I don't know what I'd study at that hippie school. Bong Making? Protest Sign Design? I can't draw. Also, $$$$.

BUT

Flea has visited there.

[jaimi]

You cab make up anything you want to study! Heh, that bitch I was tellin' you about, her major is 'Politcal Theatre'. Yes, 'Theatre'. And they'll give you a fatty scholarship for being awesome. The tuition is like $45,000 a year, but I got most of that covered. For absolutely no reason other than that I totally rule!

Maybe they'll get Flea to be a professor, haha. All the music professors I've met are insanely awesome.

[dosekete]

I wonder, I wonder, how much exactly is the worth of your soul?

And also I bet my SAT score is higher than yours.

[disreprivalize]

I bet it was because you told me what it was and it is but not anymore because my score has expired so there!

[dosekete]

They expire?

[disreprivalize]

it seems they do! But maybe this gives me the opportunity to retake it so I can get a higher score than you and then rub it in REAL hard.