1:52 p.m. x 2003-09-05
today was a mixture of irreverancy and satan. on the irreverant hand, catie & i had loads of happy adolescent fun in child development with brigitte, our starving senior (previously in my 3D art class - poor her, she cannot escape). she is a boyscout, catie & i are proud. on the satanic hand, jordan was having a very rough day for a very EVIL reason (a reason that's going to get beaten up soon!) and all shall be avenged soon.JOIN - you have but no choice!
succumb to the awe-inspiring beauty that is dami's new ring...
hmm - today on the bus ride home, i was forced into a little seat with a seventh grader who, after a few minutes, i realized was talking to me. not only that - but about someone i know. i sat and intently listened to her the entire way home, and something odd struck me: she's a fraction of my height and she curses like a sailor. i was somewhat confused.
i swear a fair amount - usually when i'm either trying to be funny or am in a decent amount of frustration and pain (i know some of my dearest friends don't like this - but it's either this or my aggression will manifest itself physically as it did when i was little - and i don't want to get into anymore fights @_@ i spent all that energy in elementary school). but recently i've noticed a lot of little kids (and not so little kids) swearing every other word for no appearant reason.
if your swearing makes me blush - you're doing something wrong.
mm. what the hell. this weekend may just be bethany, manda and i because certain people can't stand to go without certain worthless douchebags for a day. sara - i'm beating you up & dragging you down here. forcefully so. by the neck. and force you to consume dinner and watch a movie "clockwork orange"-style so help me jebus. *grumble grumble* alrighty...i'm in need of food of some sort. <3 au revoir.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start