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So, this weekend was not cool. In fact, it blew. Hard.
At the end of it, everyone was pissed, upset, or a combination of both. And I hate that! With a freak'n passion.
This weekend might go in the books as one of the worst weekends in the history of bad weekends.
Pissed and upset friends make me pissed and upset... and even if it
looks like I'm pissed all the time, I'm not. I'm just pretty
emotionless for a majority of the time.
But I hate to see my friends upset.
I hate it.
This post sucks!
but on a lighter note: happy birthday sara!
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So it's pretty much because of Kneehow that I have to make this post.
Thanks Anthony.
pfffhhhh...
I really have nothing to say now. Nothing is happening this week. Seriously. I have nothing big this whole week.
So, like my posts from long ago, I"m going to talk about school! hooray!
So, I am now a firm believer in freak occurences.
Serendipity.
Fate.
whatever pleases your fancy...
I'm not going to explain, because I am now a firm believer in freak occurences, serendipity, fate, whatever...
and if fate doesn't like me right now, then someone will read this and
i'll get in trouble yada yada yada... but it has to do with math,
notebooks, grades, and people being absent... and there we go.
hmmm... but if fate doesn't like me, then fate will get me in trouble
anyways. So i'm trying to prevent fate... I don't like fate. I still
think it exists, but that doesn't mean that I like it....
This is a very complex situation...
The one week where I don't have anything to do after school, is the week where I have no homework...
Some may think this is a good thing, but when you normally don't have
time to do homework, but your teachers decide to give you mounds of
homework, having nothing to do when you have all the time in the world
SUCKS.
The funny thing is that I still go to sleep at 12 am.
Well, like I said, nothing to say.
So I wouldn't call this an update. Just writing random stuff.
mmm...
In addition to the preceding entry:
This entry is like one of those 'stream of conscious' things in Pees.
Those were fun, because you just got to write whatever.
And got credit.
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Another post that I was forced to do... because I'm sooo popular!
yeah right...
I'm very sorry to my avid readers, but this post is going to suck just the same...
But I'm sure all of you will be happy to know that I have gotten some sleep. Hooray.
I still have a lot of homework to do, and an entire book to read. But you know what, I'm freak'n NICK, the master of procrastination and paint.
So Fresno was better than both Arizona trips put together. I don't know
about all of you, but both times that we went to Arizona, it sucked for
me. But, that's beside the point, Fresno was cool.
Bus trips were fun. On the way there, I got a whole two seats to myself. And I enjoyed my chocolate covered treats.
So it seems I'm doing an entire summary of the trip, so I'll go along with it... I'll keep it brief though...
Friday practice was tight... chillin', playin' some clean beats every now and then... a lil' long though in my opinion.
Hotel was cool. It was a nice hotel, with good tv channels. Watchin' Myth Busters, ain't nothin' better...
Saturday was cool. Good performance, not the cleanest, but decent.
Sunday was cool. Good performance, not the cleanest, but decent..... that was redundant...
Trip back, I slept. it wasn't very comfortable, but all right.
Got about two hours of sleep that night, wasn't tired at all Monday morning... that was strange...
Two easiest school days in my life... with the exception of that timed write in english...
All right.
There it is.
Enjoy.
Oh yeah, Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
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So...
I'm making a new post because, evidently, after your twenty-fifth
comment, the whole comment thing opens up a new page for comments and
it's all out of wack. And I can't dig it... so I'll try and make some
magic and write something worth reading.
People like to talk about how our generation
is so fixed on the unimportant things, or getting things done fast and
easy. I like to think that I am the exception to these ideas. I really
don't use my cell phone for any other use besides calling my mom to
come pick me up. I really don't feel the cell phone is useful for
anything else. Actually I take that back, I use the cell phone to call
people to meet them somewhere. I don't know, adults are always saying that kids these days are so hooked to their cell phones. I like to think that I'm not.
When I'm able to drive, I'll still walk places. I
feel that walking allows time to think and ponder. Unless I actually
need to be somewhere fast, going long distance, or hauling something, I
think I'll continue with my usual ways and walk places. That's just how
I am.
Like I said, I just needed something to write
about, and this is what was on my mind. And another thing... it's a sad
day when Plunkett actually gives up on us... today was a sad day...
This is a very pessimistic post... I don't
like it. I like to be optimistic. But it's hard to be optimistic with a
week like this... It's not a very good week. Does anybody else realize
that we have something band related every single day this week?! Yeah,
kinda ridiculous... hahaha
Hope for a happier post next time folks!
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So, I think it's time for an update.
I had a total of 10 hours of sleep throughout all of last week...
Pullin' pretty much all nighters for two consecutive days is not a fun or smart thing to do, but it had to be done.
As a result of this lack of sleep, last night, I slept for 12 hours...
and I must say, that felt almost as good as peeing for about 2 straight
minutes before our performance at the football game.
Competition sucked.
Going to that Chino quad performance was a bad idea.
Even though the Chino thing didn't require much energy, it still took a
lot out of me and I think a lot of other people too. The whole process
of loading and unloading takes a lot out of me, even though we don't
really load and unload like we do during second semester...
nevertheless, I think a pre-competition practice would've been much
better. It would have been somewhat more tiring, but there wouldn't
have been any "competition lag".
I knew immediately after our performance that we didn't win: No energy,
everyone was tired, everything was 'gray', and it was national Bag on
BD day... hahahaa... but that's how it goes I suppose... what's done is
done, and we look to the future.
Que la fuck.
So to summarize this week:
When one becomes a professional procrastinator like me, one is able to
pull off the impossible, but at the expense of one's sanity. And
multiple competition like things in one day is a no-go. But after all
things stressful, a very long and deep sleep, as well as a nice long
piss are very satisfying.
The end.
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