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[Oct. 15th, 2008|06:36 pm] |
Bad chicken, football scandals, a dead guy in Sunnydale with 'unusually high estrogen levels'. Almost amusing, really. Occasionally things even seem interesting for a second or two. There have been a lot of strange things happening lately. It's getting to the point where I'm starting to think we should renovate the basement into a shelter and knuckle down in there until graduation to escape it all. Not that it needs it, and neither do we. Food storage would be a nightmare I'm kidding, by the way. Hiding would be too cowardly boring. It probably just seems like more is going on now that we're hearing the news from both sides of the fence. Wonder what actually happened to that guidance counselor
Huh. Did someone say giant bear? Excellent! I call it, unless anyone feels like losing a fight over the thing first. |
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[Oct. 1st, 2008|04:08 pm] |
Looks like the weather meant for Sunnydale took a wrong turning, it's been burning up out here. If a normal day over there is anything like this then the heat has to keep people in a perpetual state of thirst. Makes me wonder how the hell they cope.
I don't know how we I'm still struggling to put my sentiments on the bus crash into words that seem remotely 'normal'. What a one to lose. |
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[Sep. 5th, 2008|01:26 pm] |
I just can’t seem to get enough of high school. There must be something about it that draws me in again and again and again and again. I guess I must be a masochist, hell knows I could just about stomach most of my classes last year and it’ll be the same again this time around.
I don’t really understand the point of these journal things and I don’t have much to say to anyone. Why write about something when you could be out there doing it? I could be wrestling right now, if I could find someone a family member to join me (yeah, certain individuals, that was a hint). But I’m not. Instead, I’m sitting here, being bored, listening to nothing in particular and dragging this out.
Come on, guys! |
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