1:22 p.m.In an effort to get through this class alive, I have moved on from downloading all of your journal entries every day at 12:16, to downloading the upcoming school lunch and breakfast menus for this most glorious month of December. As few of you have likely inferred from one of my previous posts, I have obviously signed up and since been ( Read more... )

Last year she came to pick me up from school in her little green car. She brought him along, and when I ran up to them like a child he jumped on me and I twisted my leg. I was laughing, but he got very quiet, and said he was sorry with a very uncharacteristic hand half-covering his mouth in worry. He didn't talk much during the ride back to my ( Read more... )

I delivered the worst speech of my life today. The topic was affirmative action. The take was that we need more of it. I decided to deliver this particular speech because, upon the first few minutes of my initial research, I discovered there were far many more resources that were pro than con ( Read more... )

1:00 p.m.

There's a lot you don't know, Jon Snider, but you know most of it. That's why I'm not going to say that thinking about everything is what fucked it all up in the first place. You already know it's true, and you know that there's still a big chunk of me that doesn't believe it.

yam in the world, right ( Read more... )

Whoever said there was no free lunch APPARENTLY NEVER FILLED OUT A FREE LUNCH FORM AT HIGH SCHOOL.

I can't stand being

I'm outside getting you a CD out of my car, and two boys around ten I've never seen before bike up the road and start yelling, Brooke! Brooke! I say, Uh, hi, and they circle around in front of my house again and again, calling out, You're eighteen, Brooke! You're eighteen! and giggling. They park at my father's woodshop and go inside, and I go ( Read more... )

Okay, so I found this thing. It's, uh, like money. The animal part of me is torn between spending it and keepng it by my bedside every night and rubbing it till it shines, while the vegetable part of me prefers strongly to just sit on a plate for the night covered in butter and salt. 'Marinading,' I like to call it, but I'm wild. I have the jungle ( Read more... )

Life is severely awesome and torturous at the exact same time (now). I spent Halloween doing my first hallucinogen, and the rest of the week trying to determine whether I was any stupider yet (no). I no longer care about getting a formal education, but stick to my current life plans out of a lack of any better ideas. Duncan Harvey, American History ( Read more... )