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I'm sorry, journal. I should use you and make more entries.
I have decided over the break that it is very important that I move far away from home, maybe move far away from America. Of course, you can never get too far away from America, can you? But whatever, I'm moving. It isn't that I hate this place or anything. I just think that I need to get away from it, maybe away from my family or something.

As of now, I see three possibilities for college:

1) Easy- TOPS, ULL. Do well without too much effort.
2) Obscure- One of those colleges that aren't bad, but nobody really knows about them and they aren't that great either. Minimal work.
3) Black Diamond- Expensive, hard to get into, extremely challenging/pompous college. Either work hard to do somewhat well or just coast by on averages.

Nothing looks that fun. Meeghgh.

i cannot type that essay

like....if i do it, i will die

Exciting news of the week:
I'm trying to get a French scholarship.
I have type O-negative blood.
I probably have a mild concussion.

addictively enough, yhchang has put in THREE new flashes

THREE

this has made my month/six weeks/season

HA!

HA!

HA!

I especially like "The Last Day of Betty Knomo."


HA! HA! HA!

Whereas, lethal injection is expensive,

And Whereas, carbon monoxide, produced from the burning of flesh, is not a major contributor to ambient atmospheric carcinogens,

And Whereas, witches, warlocks, sorcerers, sorceresses, enchanters, enchantresses, necromancers, beldam(e)s, crones, hags, priests and priestesses of voodoo, doppelgangers, conjurers, conjurors, vampires, nymphs, fawns, mermaids, mermen, Erinyes, Furies, Gorgons, those who have made pacts with the Devil, and those who show no signs of aging (hereafter referred to as abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient) burn.

And Whereas, the natural resistance of abnormally magical entities o f malcontent sentient to the experience of natural death causes nothing but trouble, evidenced in the coupling of the ever-growing state of the population of abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient with the possibility for abnormally  magical entities of malcontent sentient to collect social security for eternity,  for mortals,

And Whereas, abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient act as economic irregulators, disrupting the business cycle, due, in part, to their demonic power of unnatural clairvoyance which allows them to preemptively make crucial decisions in the marketing spheres and due, in part, to their willingness to utilize their evil gifts to deter economic success,

And Whereas, the removal of abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient is the best method with which to prevent abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient from causing such terrible problems,

And Whereas, a “trial by fire” is the best litmus test to determine the efficacy of extermination of abnormally magical entities o f malcontent sentient in relation to this country’s economic and societal welfare,

Be it therefore resolved, that this Student Congress support the use of thermal energy to truncate the lives of all abnormally magical entities of malcontent sentient to protect the United States economy and foster a paradigm of wholesome, pure lifestyles.

someone needs a haircut

its me

( Nine Steps to Eccentricity )

soon to come: nine steps to eccentricity

ha.
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
ha.

now im going to the caddo tournament.

what kind of suit should i get?

so i havent seen mom in two months and we decide for me to go up the weekend after homecoming
turns out i probably wont be able to now...im guessing that i just wont be seeing her until thanksgiving
school is lots of fun
i seriously love life right now.

...yes

Today I got a pep talk of sorts, and I know more than every what I want to do.
I'm' feeling like my old self again.

http://www.students.yorku.ca/~kaldeway/about/howtodeal.shtml


truth.

Currently, I believe the best way to defeat Reed will be through extreme passive aggression and guilt.
I'm going to make him cry.

Things are going well. Baggage has been dropped. Prom looks like it will be awesome. IRE meeting was there. I'm doing my homework. And I think I'm getting ideas as to what I want to do.

So tomorrow will be terrible.

Reed is an ass, and I feel the need to do everything within my power to make him unhappy because I am a naysayer. It isn't that I'm a naysayer, it's just that he has crappy ideas....like parliamentary debate. Yeah, you know...that thing we do at tour--on wait... we don't do it at tournaments. Nevermind, then.

so its kinda around eighty degrees inside
i dont think im going to sleep much tonight

I'm rescheduling my birthday for some time after homecoming. Be prepared.

hahahahahaha
scherzo
get it
its a joke
a really long joke
anyway

Today has been interesting. I haven't really been able to stop for a while, so I skipped a homecoming thing today to have some time for whatever... most likely school work. These first six weeks have really gone to hell. The only classes I'm doing well in are French, Leadership, Math, and American History. Everything else is not really that special. I have a problem with a certain philosophy of learning that constitutes intense application. It makes me feel like I'm driving in the country at night without headlights or arms. I think that more than anything my recent failures have been a severe lack of interest because it's all been things I already understand the concept of and that I don't understand the importance of names as long as people know what it is. Anyway...

I know that many people think that I am a person that is extremely negative. I'm not, honestly, and I don't know why I'm even defending myself on it. I'm realistic. I speak my mind. I don't hold back things that might sound unhappy while only publicizing things like bunnies and rainbows. Seriously, everyone thinks negative things, and not saying them only bottles things up. If I "complain," it's a catharsis. I don't make people out to be monsters; I really don't. But I'll be damned if I try to smear positivity all over something that--to me--does not seem so great. Optimism is nice to a degree, but after a while it is borderline insanity.

Now I'm going to give a rhetorical guilt trip. Nothing anyone can say to me is of extreme value. Call jaded or arrogant or whatever you want; I don't really care. I've put up with enough belittlement to last me a while. I haven't had a very supportive family during high school or middle school. I was expected to perform at a certain level, and when I did, nothing happened, and when I didn't, it rained brimstone. I've had to deal with this monolithic guilt complex from a long time ago, but I think everyone has heard that story. But if everything has taught me anything, it has taught me that words are not actions, so I don't worry about words, and I try to do the right thing or the helpful thing, yet that always falls under the radar because there are people that make martyrs of themselves, whereas I am not a martyr. But we love martyrs, don't we? It's always nice to have someone to objectify and someone to villanize.

So what is one to do? I think about love. Keep something on yourself to remind you of it. It tends to work; you remember love, and when you do, you don't want to villanize or objectify. Everyone is of equal value.

But what do I know, right? I'm being negative. I'm ranting in a long-ass journal entry. I myself am belittling. Yes. That's it.

( Saturday, Taylor and I went on an adventure, but I'm too lazy to resize. )

Please shoot my in the face. That would be awesome. Thanks. We still don't have power.

Joining the Choctaw Nation is now easier than ever. Just prove you are a "lineal" relation of at least one of those mentioned as Choctaw in the Act of April 26, 1906. Yay! Affirmative action. I love you! Come be an indian... Native American with me! Hurray!