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"If they give you ruled paper, write the other way." -Juan Ramon Jiminez

Sunday, April 10, 2005

OH GOD I HATE IT

I'm just kidding I love it! Seniormania is over and we got the shit kicked out of us but listen: it was pretty fun, and none of us really gave a shit to begin with, at least not nearly as much as the other teams, who were fucking buckwild in the hallways beforehand, which was totally scary and annoying. Right now I'm at Chuck's and we've had a shitload of work to do, which is completely lame, since it is the fourth marking period of our senior year in high school and we are both in college already. Unfortunately, some teachers, who will remain unnamed because some people are squealers and bitches. Unglucklich, manche Lehrerinnen, wer immer Namlos sein wird denn Leute sind Squealers and Bitches. Oh god I am pretty fucked for my German AP Test. Actually, I doubt it will be that hard. I'm a smart kid and Frau is fairly adequately preparing us. She's been teaching a while; I'm sure by now she'll have picked up at least an idea of how to get kids ready for this test. After that though, I'll be done with my research paper for English and anything other hassles, so I'll be free to slack like my rights say I do. This year is flying away but I won't bitch until it's gone, I'll have a good time, and I'll say enjoy the moment like a fortune cookie or a lame kid in high school would. Oh man right now is good times.

Monday, April 04, 2005

Apogee: April Showers Bring May Flowers

Driving home at lunch, amidst the changing winds of April, I passed through the future.

It was fall, and I was driving home, remembering the very moment I had just been part of. I was sitting alone, and I was spiraling out of control. It reminded me of my life in my senior year of high school. It was as if the present had been buried under a foot of ice for thousands of years, and had just been unearthed by some careless explorer.

We're explorers through time. And somehow, if you can destroy all memory of place and time for just a few moments, and replace them with something else, the world around you awaits to be rediscovered with a new view.

So I drove home alone, taking more time than usual.