So wrapping up senior experience makes me think about college. Next year I'll be off on my own, in a dorm room which would more appropriately be called closet. I guess I'll have to adorn my jerkenstocks all the time along with an ivy league hat, shorts, and school-brand key noose.
Hey, does anybody know if Phish albums are issued to college kids or do I need to pick up my own?
Sunday: What an excellent day. Spring Break: What an excellent break.
Ahhhh. What a relaxing break. I realized that all my life i've been living in new jersey. This week I finally got to experience not jersey. It was so refreshing to take a breath of unpolluted air and look at a skyline not obscured by skyscrapers. If nothing else, it is nice change.
Well back to school. School: What a rude awakening from the slumber of spring break.
I ran into a gander of geese today. Haha, they're so funny. I chased them and they ran away, flapping their wings several times, but never leaving the ground. Strange that when you chase them, they only return to where you were or circle back there. Boy were they confused. If they only knew what I was saying.....
Today was the nicest day ever. I chilled in the park and eight some lunch. I watched a very old sci-fi movie about gigantic ants with my g/f. After that I definitely went up to Garret Mountain and did some outdoor bouldering. It's a lot different from the gym, but definitely more pieceful and secluded. I hope SPRING BRAKE is really nice whether because I want to spend the entire time outdoors, walking, hiking, climbing and, of coarse, jumping out of an airplain. Go School! Go Spring Brake! Go Senioritis!
I hate [AP Class] so much. I've got a ton of problems to do and I don't even know what [topic] means. I [expletive] can't deal with this any more. I really wish I didn't take this class and had [# of mods for the class] more free mods. I can't really agree with [livejournal user]'s journal about [Another AP Class]. He/She is getting a [bad grade] and complains while i get a [worse grade]. Ughhh! And I still have to write my [expletive] [assignment for senior seminar]. Jeeeez.
this week, I walked around without my left hand. Sure is shocking how true it is to not know what you've got until it's gone. Helplessly, I've been searching and its location has been narrowed down to a half dozen placed. Rescuing it is my main goal and I hope to track it down in one of these unsearched places. Never again will it be left to wander by itself; it will stay firmly attached from now on.
This weekend sucked. I was sick and all I did was nap and take medicine. Damn, writing this journal really drained me. I'm gonna go rest.
Now as I move through my basement (no longer described as walking, but rather as spelunking), I can't help but think of one of the most common english errors. When your friend is blue about the relationship game, the cliche answer is to tell him that he or she will find somebody. There is someone for everyone.
Perhaps the gloomy party may be cheered up if he actually know what his oracle-licious friend was saying. The first half of the phrase (there is someone) implies the existence of at least one person. The second part of the phrase says that this person is for everyone. So if we take the word 'for' to mean 'sleeps with', then we have a single individual who sleeps with everyone. Awfully raunchy if I may say so.
So, your consolation lexicon should be purged of this erroneous entry and in its place should be:
For everyone, there is someone.
I need to head for higher ground. Perhaps that sexy mexican maid will clean up mother's milk.
I think I may know the alleged burial site of Noah's ark as evinced be a recent inundation. I think history has repeated itself and a flood of biblical proportions is manifesting itself in my basement. Build the ark, head for higher ground. Damn, how many cubits long was it now.....
So I was sitting in the waiting room today. I like to think of myself as a patient boy.
Actually, tonight I slew a few dragons. I laid to rest two which had been giving me quite some trouble. Two steps forward and one back, I met another set of twin dragons. I wish I could say that I laid them down; however, I smote them several times. Exhausted, I told my wounded opponents that I would return later in the week to finish the job.