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Ever wonder what and why people write in their journals? I have never been able to keep one up for more than a month. I mean, sure, it's convienient at times, but who really has the time to take out of their lives to write down what has just happened to them? I actually think faster than I type, and I what I do end up typing sounds worse than it did in my head. I've always wanted to invent a machine that will record whatever narrative you have going on in your brain. I think up entire stories, and yet when I go to put it on paper I forget it. Of course. Oh! And I also want something that will record my dreams! It'd be fun to watch, since I always end up going on these adventures and stuff.
Okay, done with the crazy angsty teen thing. I really didn't mean anything about journals; just felt like ranting about something. Hey, sometimes I just gotta blend in with the crowd once in awhile. And yes, I'm quite aware that I was being a total hypocrite in the above "journal" paragraph. I'm like that. Actually, I'm not. What am I saying? Insane psyco on the loose, Gaia! Narf. mrgreen
And there are those time, too, when I must go completely wierd. These periods are usually preceeded by the "blending in" phases.
Yesterday I attended my first football game. Our school is notorious for losing, and yet we actually won 35-34. It was a close game, especially when there was a minute left at the end, and the other team was trying for a two-point conversion three feet from the endzone. I've never understood those teen movies where the school's all pepped up, and the cheerleaders actually do something, and there's actually popular people in a high school, and there's bullies, and the nerd kids, and the school lockers are actually more than two feet tall. Now that I think about it, my locker isn't even that tall; it's more like 1 1/2 feet tall and less than a foot wide. I've have so many books this year I can't even fit them all in there, plus my binders and such. I have 4 friggin English books! No wait, make that five--we were just assigned another book to read last Thursday. Why is it that schools make you read some of the most dry books out there? Take The Scarlet Letter for instance. Nathaniel Hawthorne is SO dry, it took me a day more than usual to get through it.
Despite my complaining, school this year isn't bad. I have Calc AB, Japanese 1, Bio II AP, English H, US History, and Spanish 4, in that order. Calc isn't as bad as I thought it was, but English and Spanish are the worst--too much busy work, thank you very much. My favorite class by far is US history. The teacher is completely nuts, but he's a great guy and really funny. Besides, we're all a little nuts, right? I love to sit there and listen to his opinions and stories, which seem right out of a novel or something, because they're so unbelievable. But he's a very honest person, which I like in people. No use beating around the bush, of which I am frequently guilty of.
So, I must conclude this and get back to my homework. Stay crazy. Narf/brokienitus! xd
Quiet Daydreamer · Sun Sep 18, 2005 @ 05:09am · 1 Comments |
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