well.. here we are staring at the walls.. and if you dont' know what that alludes to try thinking of context of which doesn't involve your self.. and that is how I wanted to start this journal entry.. but MYEH! Why should I make it sound as if I have a smitten of intelgence .. why? when everyone around me proves time and time again that I was put on this simple earth to fuckin fail.. . okay.. deep breathe.. explaintion require I KNOW! haha.. *sighs* hmm.. things have been buggin me.. in at err lately sort of way.. mostly the whole damn junior thing.. its fuckin nerve racking.. the teachers all sudden excpect you to ascend beyond this mundane attiutde that students usually have.. aka.. they want to make you feel like a tiny lil insignificant lil robot and repeat what ever they say as knowledge.. the work is challenging.. but that's not my problem.... its like every goddamn person on this earth is trying to re-write my programming.. I DON"T LIKE TO BE RE-WRITTEN!!!! I MEAN FUCK! I'm perfectly fine with my version of ME... >> and not Windows ME because then I would Blow some fat rapped up sombraros... ...........................................
fucks you.. (not in a serious sort of way) and thank you for reading....
"Cast me away.. i'm fried like a chicken..aka DONE!"
ps....i've been very stressed out lately.. err not because of people.. more or over the robots.. and well my mom keeps mentioning over and over how old she's getting.. and how she'll die soon or later.. well of course this gets me in kinda twist.. sorry if I take it out on you.. sorry...
Devious Comments
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"Your food stamps will be stopped effective March 1992 because we received notice that you passed away. May God bless you. You may reapply if there is a change in your circumstances."
- Department of Social Services
Greenville, South Carolina
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Everybody keeps wondering what the answer is to "the question"... My wondering is what the hell is the question?
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