Divine Lunacy

The school is pleased to inform me that I will be honored at the undergraduate award ceremony to be held on Monday, May 23, 2005 at 1830. In fact, they’re so pleased that they mailed a letter and handed me one in school. (what a waste). This ceremony has gained a certain amount of presteige over the last several years, and they reccommend that the students being honored dress accordingly. To my parents, that screams “Run out and buy a sport jacket!!! (etc)”. I believe Garfield had it right: Whoever invented those things should be thrown out in the middle of the road and shot! ( he was talking about a christmas tree. ). I love how my arm movement is restricted so I feel like a chipmunk and I’ve yet to master the fine art of getting it on.

They swayed me… I walked into the store and I said to my parents “Black, take it or leave it!”. My father replied by saying “I don’t think they make black sport jackets”, I said “They better…”. It wasn’t long at all before we were raped by the sales hombre. It never fails. Never go shopping with dad, he always says yes to them. The sales hombre hooked me up with some black, but it apparently didn’t fit as well as the fake black. As if settling for the fake black jacket wasn’t enough, I had to settle for a black hawian print shirt. They didn’t have any all black, short sleeve dress shirts.

I just can’t get over it… Why the hell would I want to wear an article of cloathing with shoulder pads?!? As if I’m not fat enough… I get to put that ten pound (italian) coat thingy on and feel fatter.

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