Okay, this post isn't a rant or anything. This is merely me saying that my summer is BUSSSSSY. I'm SOOOO behind on my eighty hours of health class homework, and I have no clue what I'm going to do.
I've also developed a bad case of swearing. Not too attractive in Seattle. Maybe I need to move to South Boston.
I'm watching the YouTube debates right now. Should be interesting.
AHHHHHHHHHH! I'm so flustered right now. Can you believe that, despite the fact that I was carsick to the point of hurling, I didn't want the ride home from my trip to the beach to end? It was five hours of day dreaming. I've never felt so calm. I felt like I knew where I wanted to go, what I wanted to do in life.
AND IT DIDN'T INCLUDE HIGH SCHOOL.
I've also found a relationship with God. Strange? Sort of. But it was soothing. I dunno.
I'm out.
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- So, hey! Name's S.S. I'm a pretty happy person... don't like negative people, condescending people, or narrow-minded people (that's pretty much all that makes me unhappy). I think I'm fairly nice. This all aside, I do grow negative and slightly cynical when it comes to politics and the like, as you can likely tell by my blog. Ah, well.
2 comments:
Hey, no problem.
And don't sweat the swearing, so long as it doesn't sound forced. Just let the obscenities flow through you, like The Force.
I'm down with the Force. :D
Thought the swearing does tend to ruffle the parental unit's feathers. I don't think they'd appreciate such a natural approach to swearing. They'd prefer I nip it in the bud.
Maybe I'll, like, swear into my pillow. Kinda of like yelling. Therapeutic?
Maybe.
Maybe it would just accumulate a lot of spit on my pillow.
Ah, well.
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