Wednesday, November 29, 2000 So, i'm driving home from school, and there's this bigass SUV right on my tail. I fucking hate SUVs (oh yeah, really need a sports utility vehicle in that rough terrain of suburbia), especially when i'm not going fast enough for them (even though i'm going plenty over the speed limit). So anyway, this dude was really pissing me off (even though all drivers piss me off), and finally i get to a stop light and see who's driving it. It's this obnoxious kid, and not just any kid, oh no, it's this one senior who goes to my school who is one of the few people that i don't know personally but specifically despise. He's a football player, mr. bigshot, who is like the fucking epitome of the term JACKASS. I find it really suiting that he would be driving an SUV.
I have 2 days to read a 266 page book. Yes, the whole thing. Have i mentioned lately that i'm screwed? Yes, it's been far too long since i last said that.
Sunday, November 26, 2000 I am so depressed right now. Sundays are just awful because of the whole "aww fuck tomorrow i have to go back to school/work." Mondays are evil, and Sundays are like, the precursor to evil, and you know exactly what's coming. It's just all bad.
So, i just finally saw Being John Malkovich. It was really, really, really good, but it also really depressed me. I dunno, it seemed kinda sad to me, even though a lot of it was just hilarious. Great movie. And the other day i saw High Fidelity, which was also very good, but without the whole sad stuff. I love John Cusack.
Wednesday, November 22, 2000 I just saw Unbreakable. I liked it a lot (had that good twist at the end like The Sixth Sense). But man, they showed the trailer for Pearl Harbor, and i'll tell you, i have NO fondness for military-type movies, but this looks abso-frickin-lutely AMAZING. Seriously. I hadn't seen any preview for it before, so i didn't know it was gonna look THAT COOL.
Saturday, November 18, 2000 SO, my mum came in my room this morning and asked if the play was at 2:00. I said yeah, and she dangled the car keys in front of my face. She said she hadn't thought of that, and i've driven the car that route a trillion times so it'll be okay. Oooh, i'm really nervous. I've even driven by myself before, and i'm still scared. BUT, i get to see the play.
Friday, November 17, 2000 Godammit. My stupid family went to see The Grinch and they saw the trailer for the Final Fantasy movie that's different from the one i have. And they keep saying how cool it was on the big screen. Jerks. And i'm not gonna get to see the school play tomorrow, which i really wanted to see. I'm mad.
Sunday, November 12, 2000 DUDE. Didaskaleinophobia - fear of going to school.
Do you know that i absolutely hate school? It's true. And i mean, i have to do tons and craploads of art this week (because if i get another D in that class i gets me some kicked out... i'm not BAD i'm just LAZY and my teacher is a BITCH [seriously, if you knew her, you would know]) AND i have a biology test tomorrow, which i haven't studied for, and i think an assignment due which i haven't done. Seriously, yo, i just want to stop caring and stay home and watch me some Simpsons and Buffy and Gundam Wing and Evangelion and Star Wars (which was on some public station last night at about 1 in the morning... i tell you, what a nice way to end the night) and read comic books and sit on my computer. WHY can't life be like that? Fuckin shit.
Saturday, November 11, 2000 Last night i fell asleep on the couch at 10:00, when the rest of my family was going to bed, 'cause i was really tired (i had gotten about 3 and a half hourse of sleep over the course of 2 days; yesterday i even woke up a half hour early and didn't realize it). SO i fell asleep, right? Then i woke up at 5 in the morning and was reeally confused: i was on the couch, with all my clothes and my glasses on, and the house was dark. I got up, went in my room, my light and my computer were on, and it was freezing because all the windows were open (it just got cold again last night). I closed the windows, took off my glasses, and got in bed under my comforter and went back to sleep. The whole thing was very strange.
Tuesday, November 07, 2000 So, this morning at 4:00 my parents and little brother went over to Tampa to see Al Gore at his last stop before the election. Mom came in my room at like 3:10 and asked if i wanted to come, i had already decided i would kind of rather sleep (because i don't sleep enough and i'm always fucking tired) but she said dad said he would let me stay home from school if i came. I still said no, but goddamn if i didn't feel bad about that. I could have stayed home from fucking SCHOOL! But then i hate having to catch up on the crap i missed while i was gone. But STILL. Those are the most beautiful words: "let you stay home from school." And my little brother went along because he wanted to see his favorite presidential candidate- he's 10 years old and he's so adament in his support for Gore, it's really amusing.
Monday, November 06, 2000 I really don't like people or school right now. I would just like to stay home for a while.
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