Tuesday, April 20, 2004
some more beautiful shit
if any of you know joey hayne (or haynes, whatever it doesnt matter) and hate him with a passion like i do, than you will love this story. okay so it was wednesday morning and it was first period in advanced food class. we were having an individual presentation thing where someone demonstrates a cooking technique. one of the guys in my class made suckers. now i was eating one of these suckers and joey sits next to me so i have do endure his fucking annoying company. during the class he was just talking and talking and talking and talking and he just wouldn't shut the fuck up. while i was eating the sucker, he was making some really annoying comments, which i don't remember because its not important. the important thing is, that i decided to make joey stop talking. so i did. i decided to throw the sucker at his head. and what do you know? it actually hit him. not by very much, but it still did hit him. and if you know me, im not very good at throwing things so i was shocked that i hit the bullseye. i was so shocked in fact that i apologized. im such a loser. i shouldnt have. he deserved it. though it probably didnt hurt. anyways its the principle of the idea. oh yeah...and today he wasnt in class. it was most likely a coincidence that he wasnt there, but one can hope.
if any of you know joey hayne (or haynes, whatever it doesnt matter) and hate him with a passion like i do, than you will love this story. okay so it was wednesday morning and it was first period in advanced food class. we were having an individual presentation thing where someone demonstrates a cooking technique. one of the guys in my class made suckers. now i was eating one of these suckers and joey sits next to me so i have do endure his fucking annoying company. during the class he was just talking and talking and talking and talking and he just wouldn't shut the fuck up. while i was eating the sucker, he was making some really annoying comments, which i don't remember because its not important. the important thing is, that i decided to make joey stop talking. so i did. i decided to throw the sucker at his head. and what do you know? it actually hit him. not by very much, but it still did hit him. and if you know me, im not very good at throwing things so i was shocked that i hit the bullseye. i was so shocked in fact that i apologized. im such a loser. i shouldnt have. he deserved it. though it probably didnt hurt. anyways its the principle of the idea. oh yeah...and today he wasnt in class. it was most likely a coincidence that he wasnt there, but one can hope.
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake up in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
...You Don't Know The Truth...You Can't Handle The Truth...
have you ever felt like you have had an idea, but you just don't know what it was? like...it was almost there, but you were just a smidge away from grasping the idea. that's how i feel. i just don't know what to grasp onto anymore. my hands are cold. i'm shaking and sweaty. my hearts pounding. i keep on sighing.
what does it all mean?
i can't decipher between my dreams and reality. i'm stuck in a whirl pool and can't get out. i'm stuck. i'm suffocating myself with my thoughts and stupid, STUPID doubts. i'm stuck. fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkk. i'm bored. i'm stuck. and nervous. i'm stuck. what for? i'm stuck? who the fuck knows. i feel sick. need to puke. want to puke. *sigh* need to cry, but can't. holding it inside isn't helping either. tonight's going to suck......................................
tears of joy, pain, love, lost. i can't take it, can't handle it anymore. i'm driving myself insane. need to do something. need to get away. need to run away. if i don't get help soon i'm going to crumble. i need to free my mind...i need to get out.
have you ever felt like you have had an idea, but you just don't know what it was? like...it was almost there, but you were just a smidge away from grasping the idea. that's how i feel. i just don't know what to grasp onto anymore. my hands are cold. i'm shaking and sweaty. my hearts pounding. i keep on sighing.
what does it all mean?
i can't decipher between my dreams and reality. i'm stuck in a whirl pool and can't get out. i'm stuck. i'm suffocating myself with my thoughts and stupid, STUPID doubts. i'm stuck. fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkk. i'm bored. i'm stuck. and nervous. i'm stuck. what for? i'm stuck? who the fuck knows. i feel sick. need to puke. want to puke. *sigh* need to cry, but can't. holding it inside isn't helping either. tonight's going to suck......................................
tears of joy, pain, love, lost. i can't take it, can't handle it anymore. i'm driving myself insane. need to do something. need to get away. need to run away. if i don't get help soon i'm going to crumble. i need to free my mind...i need to get out.
