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this year's love theme
Sep. 4th, 2000 08:39 pmbleah. I am annoyed from doing my Java assignment. I Hate That Class. BOTH of my Pookie classes suck this semester. Next semester I have UNIX and software engineering, both of which will terrify me for various reasons and will make me feel totally inadequate. I should have told my dad to bite himself and majored in something that didn't swallow up all my tiny self-esteem.
I should never have allowed myself to fall into a pod of geekboys, because that amplifies the problem..
Currently I am watching said geekboys putz around on their webcam. I have a really good view of that boy's neck and left ear and the, um, clutter Mecha-san seems to live in. I think they're watching something I can't see, and it's driving me nuts. God god god. If I went out there, I would spend six hours organizing their toys and covering everything in contact paper, which is why I 'm not going out there.
that sucks, though, because it means I'm stuck here until Thanksgiving, unless I want to run up to K-ville to play with La Biskit. Which is a possibility. Sheee is a suckhead who never mails me. I wrote actual letters today, one to each of my two main scary aunts. I need to write to Ginger, since she doesn't have a pookie to play in her e-mail.
I only have to wear my glasses for TWO MORE DAYS, and then I can have my contact again. Thank God. It's like an alien baby perched on my nose. I can't even stand to wear sunglasses for very long.
It is not lethally hot here anymore, for which we are all grateful. Thank You, Mr. Sun, for not crashing into the earth.
I should never have allowed myself to fall into a pod of geekboys, because that amplifies the problem..
Currently I am watching said geekboys putz around on their webcam. I have a really good view of that boy's neck and left ear and the, um, clutter Mecha-san seems to live in. I think they're watching something I can't see, and it's driving me nuts. God god god. If I went out there, I would spend six hours organizing their toys and covering everything in contact paper, which is why I 'm not going out there.
that sucks, though, because it means I'm stuck here until Thanksgiving, unless I want to run up to K-ville to play with La Biskit. Which is a possibility. Sheee is a suckhead who never mails me. I wrote actual letters today, one to each of my two main scary aunts. I need to write to Ginger, since she doesn't have a pookie to play in her e-mail.
I only have to wear my glasses for TWO MORE DAYS, and then I can have my contact again. Thank God. It's like an alien baby perched on my nose. I can't even stand to wear sunglasses for very long.
It is not lethally hot here anymore, for which we are all grateful. Thank You, Mr. Sun, for not crashing into the earth.
