hmm let's see here: first period: math...we learned some pointless crap about finding the measure of the interior angles in a triangle. like i really give a rats' ass. second period: gym...dun dun dun duuuun....volleyball. R and T laugh because i can't serve to save my life. ur pretty funny guys. u make my day. third period: goverment. my teacher yells at me(who looks exactly like ryan gosling btw) because he has issues and doesn't know how to deal with them. also, two projects to do....yikes! fourth period: bio. overhear an interesting conversation about jacking off. hmmm. lovely, lunch: study fruitlessly for french....lemon yogurt fifth period: french. failed a quiz. 52% yay me. sixth period: student aid. cut out little flowers and hang them on the ceiling. oooh the pleasures of being an aid. seventh period: LA. we're reading some book about beans and trees..forget what its called...oh yeah, the bean trees. some lady gets a kid and names it turtle. i love my life. i am so happy. u know u love me, Olive<3
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RE: stupid sad story of my life
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 02:30 AM (UTC) ( about 5 years ago )wrote the following:
lol wow bean trees was good from what i read of it this year.
I read it at the beginning of the year.
hate volleyball
and uhm this is an interesting post for here lol
RE: stupid sad story of my life
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 02:47 AM (UTC) ( about 5 years ago )wrote the following:
RE: stupid sad story of my life
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 07:43 PM (UTC) ( about 5 years ago )wrote the following:
There's a saying I've heard,
"Find joy in the meaningless, and you can find joy anywhere"
When I was younger, I used to get bored out of my skull, but somehow I came to realize that it wasn't life, it was me not seeing its incredible complexity and fascination.
One day when you are in your most boring class, pick some other person, at random (or maybe even the teacher) and sit there and try to get into their head. Try and look out at the world with their eyes. try to imagine and then feel what they are feeling, then look at yourself through their eyes... realize that all those far away and foreign nations that are the people around you, are looking at the world through eyes and perceptions like you are. You are just "someone else" to everyone you meet.
I dare you to try...