![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Noted! "Hello! Actually, I'm not supposed to speak...damn. Can we do another take?" ~Quantum Leap~ 2003-06-21 IT'S A BLATANT CLUE, INNIT? ~ 2003-06-03 I GIVE MY PERMISSION to turn the Excel Saga anime into a campy remake of The Wizard of Oz! ~ 2003-05-26 I SENSE YOU...SPACE BUTLAAAAAAAR! ~ 2003-05-14 Whoa, I forgot about Diaryland. ~ 2003-04-15 Excel! ~ |
2002-08-30 - 2:52 p.m. Something is happening, although I don't quite know what it is. There's something I'm starting to catch ahold of, like trapping all of London's Fog in a pill bottle. It's like climbing up a wall of water. It's like waking up and realizing that you aren't dreaming anymore. Well, that's not true, because I'm not entirely sure I'm always awake. Forces, new ways of thought, the loss of a naive attachment to one form of reality, and yet, the dawning knowledge that everyone else's shared hallucination they call the 'real world' really doesn't make much sense at all. I think it only exists because people are so pissed-off they don't get it themselves, they act as if there's something to get just to set everyone else off. I think that's the way human 'civilization' works - misery loves company. It's all posturing, it's all hiding, it's all carefully constructing a mask to keep everyone else from seeing just what the hell you're thinking, because it's wrong to feel confused, it's wrong to be wrong, it's wrong to be unpopular, it's wrong to be different, it's wrong not to know the answers, it's wrong to behave, it's wrong to be nice to people, it's wrong to have feelings. What the hell? Why do we do these things? All the hiding, all the macho posturing, all the manipulative begging, why don't people just admit they don't understand, they're lonely, or they'd like attention? Why don't they admit they're lost, they're afraid, they're not sure they're ready for a life change? Public school conditioned you to follow orders and have no imagination. This is a little different. This is The Real World Demo Version, this is College, this is where we grow into adults. This is where we should be exercising our humility. This is where...we should just wake up and smell the goddamn coffee. Freshmen, pain in the arse. Of course, I say this merely because I don't have a girlfriend. ~AYRN I could really use someone to show off to. This street performance stuff ain't gonna kick it. |
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