Sunday, December 22, 2002

it was a good day. just waking up in the morning gotta thank god. i don't know but today seems kinda odd. the head pounding has subsided. chess and alchohol don't mix. especially when you lose and are forced to drink. how many sausage parties have you been to? i remember once when a certain someone asked what a sausage party was. "is it when guys get together and eat pizza?" ah, the naivette of girls. shocking. don't you ever wonder whether or not they're really that naive? or if they just put on the big eyed show to come off as "cute." the lengths people will go to be accepted and laughed with. it's also kind of interesting to see people take on a different persona, a more exterior falser persona. but i suppose it's still them, just another side of them.



in preparation for taiwan, i've been sitting in front of many TVs, playing tons of videogames and watching lots of sports and DVDs. basically, i've been wasting time. lots of it. "is this what you guys do (all day)?" yes it is. yes it is. trying to avoid responsibilities, both personal and interpersonal, is so easy. just turn a blank mind, an empty eye, and things go away. really. you should try it. is it still repression if you no longer can acknowledge anything anymore?



and if i hit the switch, i can make the ass drop...

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