One of those posts…
I figure I’ll do one of those posts—yeah, one of them. You know, one of those ones like “I mowed the lawn on saturday then went to the beach and got some sun.”… Nothing is definitely something to blog about. I may not have much something, but believe me, I am full of nothings to write about. If only one could do well in english just writing nothing. Very good at writing nothing, I am. Take this for instance. I read the logs; I know there are a bunch of you idiots out there reading this ( including me ), but what do you expect to get from it? If you’re in the business of stalking, you won’t get anything. It’s not like I’m going to mention that I urinated at 0844 this morning or anything… One of my biggest problems is my memory. Don’t get me wrong, I have a very good memory, but why waste it memorizing everything I did on may 23rd? If I sit here and think, I won’t get any further and I’ll probably get a headache. What’s the point? What’s the point of this paragraph? There isn’t one. You could have used all the time you spent reading this paragraph sleeping.
While we’re on the subject of monday… A good day it was. The schedule seemed to go exactly as it does every other monday. It’s kind of funny how that works, isn’t it? I don’t recall much of anything happening on tuesday either… Lets skip ahead to thursday, shall we?
Thurday was great for a bad reason… I almost feel bad for the underclassmen. They are having all these pooey graduation requirements added and what do they get for it? Class cuts!!! They’ve yet to drop the whole technology department, but I assure you, they are on their way. Another one of my classes was cut last week! AP-Stats won’t be running now. Meanwhile, there is some fat ass turkey walking around in my backyard. wow, I am easily distracted. Perhaps it is the latino pop music? la vida que viene y yo me voy..aaahh. Anyway, the class being cut is one thing, but trying to find one to replace it is another thing. There is nothing else for me to take as far a math goes. Biotech Runs the wrong period. AP-Bio is the same period as AP-Chem… I’d rather not take fashion design… As for web, I think I have that down. ( and I’ve heard not so good things about the class… ) “Take band!”, says my mom with a hint of enthusiasm. Band? I detest band. I haven’t even THOUGHT about taking band since I was shafted by the evil Mrs. Kyte. ( her very presence was enough to kill anyone. ) I can’t say I like the idea of having a craaazy, harvard graduate, coffee theiving, hat yoinking, scatter-brained midget for a band teacher either. ( Not that I have anything against her. My coffee smuggling antics are far superior to her evil gaze. ) Off topic again, I am. This seems to be a good example of a rant. I have no idea where this is going. I initially learned about the cancellation of stats on tuesday, from the all-knowing Mr. Horne who said “Believe me, I can find something” when I mentioned that there aren’t any classes to take. If there is one thing I will never forget from White Stag ( leadership training ), it is “use your resources”. Mr. Horne turned out to be quite a useful resource—he is going to try to hook me up with an independant study for next year.
I’ve ranted so extensively that I’ve forgotten about what I am supposed to rant about… Alas, the sun hath come and warmed my soul. The sun brings warm feelings to my heart, even when it means mowing the lawn. I’ve decided that I am some kind of demented beach bum thing. It seems all I have done for many summers involves water and submersion therein. I suppose true beach bums don’t sail and kayak, but that is what makes me demented. I quite enjoy being demented… I’m fat… I need food. I think I’ll proofread this later. Hmm.. proofreading might ruin the weird scatterdness… Maybe I’ll even rant some more later. I have a report to write, and if I spare 5 minutes, I can complete the rest of the requirements for a gold palm. Yay me. I’m a super-scout/ubergeek/weirdo/etc/…
May 31st, 2005 at 1147:40
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