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Oct. 14th, 2004 | 07:04 pm
mood: creative
music: Modest Mouse - The Cold Part

Monday's child is full of grace,
Tuesday's child is fair of face,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath day is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

College night was yesterday, and it sucked really bad. Made me dread college, seriously, and appreciate being a junior. Still in high school, where everything is taken lightly. I went to Andrew's house after. We sat on his front porch while it was cold and rainy. It was... calming. These last few days since the weekend have been tough for some reason, in mind and emotion.

I'm going to my interview for Big Brother on Monday. Scary, huh? I don't really have anything to hide, I think I will be ok. I babysat this girl a few nights ago and I was in this really weird mood. So the result was that I treated this kid more like my friend than a child. I told her things that were... well, not bad, but not safe, happy topics. Like my piercing. Buy anyway, I think that's what the program needs... someone who doesn't treat the littles like kids but someone who considers them equal and respects them.

God dammit, I want my Paper Mario 2. I've been to Walmart Monday, Tuesday, and today (Thursday) and they still haven't gotten it.

I appreciate being single. Notice my word choice. I didn't say "I love being single" because that would imply that I'm screwing around with different guys, and I like it, rather than being faithful and serious. No, I appreciate it because... I need some alone time. I need to get some of myself back, I poured too much of myself away, and now I'm hurting from it. I like having time to improve my skills (reading, guitar, gaming), I always seem so busy. Haha, but you figured me out. No shit, I would take him back in one second, and that's the god damn truth. Life's tough. Hopefuly that will change someday (and soon).

We're watching School of Rock in speech class, and it's hilarious. And it tied in with study hall too, though they aren't related at all... Dustin, Jimmy, and Enrique were asking me and this other girl about classic rock and roll and other old music. Listing names like Tom Petty, Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Frank Sinatra, Jimi Hendrix, Nat King Cole, The Eagles, so on. So I always knew that I was lacking a little in this particular part of our culture. But the other girl... holy crap. She was like, "What's that one band called, they're old, and they were really big and popular..." Finally, we figured out who she was talking about. The Beatles. And how the hell do you not know who The Beatles are?"

So I've come up with a mini resolution on how I'm going to try and live my life. I figure, the worst possible feeling in the world is to feel like you're nothing. So, in all my actions, that's what I'm going to do. Which, in a nutshell, is being nice to people, making them feel wanted, etc. Not that hard. And it prevents them feeling like utter shit. I'm up for it.

So I was picking up my brother from football practice in the Trans Am. And this 8th grade black little bugger comes up to me while my brother walks up from behind him and says, "Who ya looking for?" I point at my brother. He goes, "Oh. Well you're hot." I look at him, and I drive off. People these days.

Let's Dance.

"Hell no, we won't fuck here!"

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