my friend matthew
theme: once upon a time i was young and confused
Monday, September 30, 2002
Oh grumpy day, oh grumpy day... Go away.
Friday, September 27, 2002
"Eat my shorts!"
-Bart Simpson
"Eat my shorts!"
-Bender
Don't gaze at the stars for too long a time; you might realize something you never wanted to… We’re small, very small….
Thursday, September 26, 2002
I’ve been overwhelmed with school these last few days. Rushing to finish homework in the class before it’s due, and what’s the deal with tests? Don’t they all appear to come in waves? I mean, doesn’t it seem like you can go for two or three weeks without having a test, and them BOOM! You have four tests in four different classes, all on the same day. Scoot over “armed burglary” this should be illegal…
Wednesday, September 25, 2002
People might get angry with you for things that you do. Those people may perform the exact same things that they get angry with you about. But do not retaliate with vengeance or fury. Let these things go, for others will observe how you deal with the impurities of others and admire you for it, and in the end you'll come out on top.
Tuesday, September 24, 2002
Lately, wherever I go, whatever I do, I've been constantly shouting out, "I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!" just in case I'm on some hidden camera show or something.
Monday, September 23, 2002
When times are blue, and you and your pals can't think of anything to do... Frolic through a park, or squander in the corner. Have a jolly ol' time, but just make sure that it's all in good fun!
Sunday, September 22, 2002
"Pay nine bucks a day, and you can do whatever the Hell you want with a rental car..." -bam
Friday, September 20, 2002
Showers come once a week. But it seems that everyone else is 'enjoying' them at least 6 days out of 7. What's so different about me? Am I too lazy, is it because I just don't care, or is it because I was born to be filthy? I think that's it, it's my lone purpose on this earth, to show people that one doesn't HAVE to bathe. In reality, after about 2 days of no showers, a certain serenity and spiritual cleanliness comes over me. The grubby nirvana isn't so grubby...
Thursday, September 19, 2002
Wait... How do you spell phosphorus? with an 'F' or a 'PH' ?
Wednesday, September 18, 2002
Brian, the long-haired, is going for it. He's attempting to create dreadlocks out of his foot long hair. I wish I started before him, but at most, I've got 4 or 5 inches. Welp, power to the people, I guess. At least the good people, like the long-haired.
Tuesday, September 17, 2002
I’d recently read up on Leah’s blog about ‘Naked’, a book by David Sedaris. Well, you know how you can look up some books on Amazon.com and read like the first 15 pages or so? I thought I’d seize the moment. I was astonished at the laughs I’ve had already, and even more so with the intriguing new style in which it’s composed. I think I’ll have to make a purchase at the local bookstore. Soon…
I made a bag. One could say, it's sort of a bong bag with no padding and a 3rd the size of a regular one. But it's a bag at that. Yet, it’s not a purse and is intended for carrying things I may well need on certain excursions. Like snow chains, hammers, neckties, or anything else manly. So when you notice me walking down the path outfitted with my bag, just know it's unquestionably NOT a purse.
Sunday, September 15, 2002
(my main squeeze, hope)
Jaimelenovavert: yeah
letkidsridefree: just plain ol' popo?
Jaimelenovavert: yes
Jaimelenovavert: orrrrr
Jaimelenovavert: popo lickin good
FIVE hours of S.A.T. prep today. AHHHH!!!! Who is this Mr. Sat anyway? and why did he make such an enduring test?!? No, but seriously, what does SAT stand for? It better be something good.
Friday, September 13, 2002
AHHHH!!! I'm blue!
Wednesday, September 11, 2002
You can purchase rubberband balls at silly office supply stores. Obviously, I made mine before these were available otherwise I wouldn't have MADE it. I would have bought it, or not made it at all.
My father's leaving for Washington D.C. today. He's on the board of some Small Schools Education comittee and I have no idea why they would have the meeting the 13th but he's going. He's not flying today, thank God, but his plane leaves tomorrow out of L.A. I don't exactly know how to go about this either. mmmm... I love my dad.
Tuesday, September 10, 2002
Sorry I haven't posted in a few days, my internet was down and I've been to lazy to log on elsewhere. On a further note: a retarded Catholic girl + a prank call + the police + death threat = one bad tuna sandwich.
Friday, September 06, 2002
I've made a big mistake and just want to warn you: Don't believe everything you read. I mean, I've read Harry Potter and I believe that.
Thursday, September 05, 2002
Today kicked off pretty not-good. As it became dark and I was walking down the same neighborhood road I walked just 15 minutes before with my best friend, Hope; my day brightened and life seemed great!
My love and I had a most glorious retreat today... The best.
"Let me speak to JAY EDGA HOOOVAH"
-eek a mouse
Tuesday, September 03, 2002
Seometimes, it can be hard to focus on everything all at once. When that happens, you miss things here and there and you may have to go back and mend or finish things. But remember that it's ok to realize that you've missed things, or messed up something. Just don't let too much time go by before you fix it, because as time goes on, it just gets harder and harder to go back...
Monday, September 02, 2002
By the time the day is done, there are at least 5 people who are furious with me. Any given day for that matter. If it's a friday, 4 people; and a monday, 6 people. But on average, I make 5 people mad per day.
Sunday, September 01, 2002
Hola, mes pantalones est sur la tele. and I got a Do-Rag for my waxy hair. It's makes me oh so ghetto, uhg!
