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the superman syndrome
Oct. 25th, 2005 09:08 pm( and when you actually begin to think )
I shall have a band called 200 Girls in a Car-Boot, our album will be called "The Superman Syndrome" (oh thank you Nietzsche for urh, corrupting meI AM A NAZI) and our first single shall be called "The Fe-y of it All", or something along those lines.
Those big dreams, watch where they will take me as I come crashing to the ground.
SUNSET BEACHE PARTY (a.k.a Corrective Work Order at East Coast Beach) WAS A FLOP BECAUSE OF THE RAIN. Which I was paritally happy about. No, tramping about in soggy sand picking up other people's litter is not what I call a happy afternoon. So in the event that it was cancelled I flopped down in the library's wonderful couches and read finish Peer Gynt. I still don't know if it's "G-aye-ent" or "G-yi-nt". Shall start on A Doll's House soon enough.
Amazingly enough, my best CLASS girly friend Desmond got me a book! GOSH, what did I do to deserve this! It's like "Nietzsche in 90minutes". I got a bit confused because it was really too concise for me but a few more readings should do it (by which I mean another reading). Oh wow, I am very very grateful! I couldn't get Thus Spake Zarathustra but got this in the end! I am gobsmacked by your generosity. As a return-gift, I shan't insult you anymore on a daily basis. Just when you really ask for it.
Okay so I called the shop up today and made a proper enquiry for my doll's house stuff, citing the proper model numbers.Ain't it great having speciality shops? So the plan was to leave school at 1pm and go down to my Japanese class' office to make the payment for my next class, then popping on a bus to go down to the shop to pick my things up. This time I need to remember to take like, uh the right bus y'see.
The problem here is that Amanda wants me to go down to the uh, MindsCafe to chill out with them. I want to because I want to hang out with them especially Ketsu more because I AM FEELING RATHER DEPRESSED OVER CIRCUMSTANCES. But my errands are imperative. Anyway, I've got it planned out. Hurrah for time-management! Kids, they don't really teach you these stuffs in school.Actually they do but I don't listen
OH FUCK. ESSAY DUE BY 30th. I need to send it in on the 28th which means I've got 3 days to write it. Am I a procrastinator or what? In addition to that, I've got a bloody speech to plan out. :\
Essay, short story or poem? I'm effectively a jack of all trades but master of none. Darn.
Fuck school.
I shall have a band called 200 Girls in a Car-Boot, our album will be called "The Superman Syndrome" (oh thank you Nietzsche for urh, corrupting me
Those big dreams, watch where they will take me as I come crashing to the ground.
SUNSET BEACHE PARTY (a.k.a Corrective Work Order at East Coast Beach) WAS A FLOP BECAUSE OF THE RAIN. Which I was paritally happy about. No, tramping about in soggy sand picking up other people's litter is not what I call a happy afternoon. So in the event that it was cancelled I flopped down in the library's wonderful couches and read finish Peer Gynt. I still don't know if it's "G-aye-ent" or "G-yi-nt". Shall start on A Doll's House soon enough.
Amazingly enough, my best CLASS girly friend Desmond got me a book! GOSH, what did I do to deserve this! It's like "Nietzsche in 90minutes". I got a bit confused because it was really too concise for me but a few more readings should do it (by which I mean another reading). Oh wow, I am very very grateful! I couldn't get Thus Spake Zarathustra but got this in the end! I am gobsmacked by your generosity. As a return-gift, I shan't insult you anymore on a daily basis. Just when you really ask for it.
Okay so I called the shop up today and made a proper enquiry for my doll's house stuff, citing the proper model numbers.
The problem here is that Amanda wants me to go down to the uh, MindsCafe to chill out with them. I want to because I want to hang out with them especially Ketsu more because I AM FEELING RATHER DEPRESSED OVER CIRCUMSTANCES. But my errands are imperative. Anyway, I've got it planned out. Hurrah for time-management! Kids, they don't really teach you these stuffs in school.
OH FUCK. ESSAY DUE BY 30th. I need to send it in on the 28th which means I've got 3 days to write it. Am I a procrastinator or what? In addition to that, I've got a bloody speech to plan out. :\
Essay, short story or poem? I'm effectively a jack of all trades but master of none. Darn.
Fuck school.
