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[Aug. 6th, 2004|11:18 pm] |
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| |  confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pink Floyd - Another Brick in the Wall (Part I) | ] |
It's been a little while since I've posted so guess what? I am now.
Yeah, well I had my last day of summer school today, and it was pretty
good, had a test in Bio and a final in Geometry, but they both went
fine. Its really weird though, these people at AB that I saw every day
for six weeks, but when I think about it, chances are I'll never see
them again... So many people I'll never know...
I'm really burnt out...
Lifes really confusing
Summers almost over, and I'm not ready for it to be. I'm not finished
with it yet... everythings happening so fast now, Phish concert in
three fucking days! I still can't beleive I'm even going, and now
summer schools over, the sweeneys are leaving in like ten days and I
haven't seen them in a wicked long time, I think I'll call them
tomorrow... Only just now I'm realizing how good friends they are, and
it fucking sucks... and only like twenty two days until registration
day back at white mountain
I feel trapped...
My social level is at an all time low right now, I think I can count
the number of friends I've seen in the past month on one hand. This is
re-fucking-diculous, I need to go have a party out on the pond and get
completely shitfaced, and have a crazy adventure with all my friends.
I really need to talk to Joe, but he's still in Deleware somewhere, and
not picking up his phone. I have to get him back here so we can hang
out in Boston.
Guess what? Yeah thats right, I'm getting to see my Mads on sunday, its gonna be wicked fun. I miss that girl so fucking much.
And right now I'm listening to "The Wall" by Pink Floyd, and I remember
the wall movie that I saw once, it just watching it made me feel like I
was on acid.
I need to go do something with my life, I think I'll start with a
really long sleep where I don't have to get up at six for summer school
tomorrow
Down and out...
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| The crazy life I live... |
[Jun. 23rd, 2004|11:00 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Fucked Up | ] |
| [ | music |
| | AC/DC - Rock N' Roll Ain't Noise Pollution | ] |
Crazy shit happened yesterday, I don't know where I can start, so I'll start later,
out |
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| I dont know... |
[Jun. 20th, 2004|09:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tom Petty - Roll another Joint | ] |
Yes thats right, I'm bored out of my mind... again
Goddamn, I wish I were back in school. I can't beleive I'm saying it,
but I love that place so much, and I don't know what to do now that
it's over. I've gotten so used to it in the five or six months I was
there, that I don't know what to do now that I'm home. I miss all the
people there, and being within a mile of all of my (local) friends at
all times. I miss all the stupid drama, and all the bullshit that is
always going on there.
I feel like I really only started living my life once I got to White Mountain...
Goddamn I have nothing to do...
I think I'll probably go "brûlez une cuvette" (thank you altavista.com)
I'm out
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| Into The Woods... |
[Jun. 18th, 2004|03:25 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  high | ] |
| [ | music |
| | TV... | ] |
I'm reading this book that someone abandoned to the Iraqui children's fund at my school, and I decided I'd pick up. I dunno why, I guess it just seemed like an interesting book.
The book's called "Into the Wild". It's about this guy named Chris McCandless, who decides to just... leave society, and go out, "into the wild". As it says on the cover, "In April 1992 a young man from a well-to-do family hitchhiked to Alaska and walked alone into the wilderness of Mt. McKinley. His name was Christopher Johnson McCandless. He had given $25,000 in savings to charity, abandoned his car and most of his posessions, burned all the cash in his wallet, and invented a new life for himself. Four months later, his decomposed body was found by a moose hunter..."
I see it a couple different ways... I mean, it seems that the guy is pretty stupid to do this, not having as much supplies as he should, and not telling anyone where hes going, barely knowing himself. He seems to be very naive, and ignorant, that he's got this sort of Jack London idea in his head that many people get, but everyone knows is just an idea. Part of me thinks that hes pretty stupid for actually going through with this, like he's a little kid that just doesn't get that you don't go out and actually do that sort of thing. But then theres this other side of me that thinks, maybe he just knows something that no one else does, almost like someone would have some sort of inside tip on a race, he has some sort of inside information on life...
Maybe its just that I'm (at least) a little fucked up right now, but part of me wants to go out and do what he did, go out and go to that bus in the middle of the Alaska wilderness where he lived. I don't know why, I just feel like something would happen if I did it, I don't know what, but something.
I'm sitting here watching it get light outside, looking at a picture of Chris McCandless, or Alex, what he came to call himself, sitting against the abandoned bus in the middle of the Alaskan wilderness thinking about my life.
I think I may go make some breakfast...
Staying up all night can make you hungry
Plus munchies... |
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| Bored as fuck... |
[Jun. 17th, 2004|10:10 pm] |
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Goddamnit, I never use this thing... I've been thinking about starting to use it a lot lately, but customizing this things a bitch, but my search for a DeadJoural code is going very slow, so I guess I'll try to figure this one out. Well, yeah, this entry is pretty much just a test, but yeah, at the moment, I'm bored out of my fucken mind... |
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