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12.20.2002 @ 4:55 pm

well....isn't today just peachy?

i am in the worst mood ever. well, perhaps not ever....but not a good mood at all...

i am mostly pissed off at myself, for various reasons, and mad at other people. and i somehow managed to figure out how 2 and 2 can equal 3. it's pretty obsessive and depressing, but it actually works. there's bonus points if you can figure this out too.

anyway, i am hoping tonight will fix my horrible mood. i am going to see the two towers with nick, jason, stephan and scott. fun times. i think. that's a lot of boys, and i don't really know any of them that well.... meh. i suppose it will have to be okay. nick and i are going shopping first and stuff.

today sucked. i didn't go to first block, because it was directing and i didn't want to go. and then when i got to school, i got xmas presents from meaghan. she gave me socks (because socks kick ass) and a pillow that is cow print (or dalmation....or hey, we'll compromise and call it cowmation.) it's fuzzy. and then she gave me a $20 starbucks card. holy shit that is a large gift.

then the rest of that block was spent wandering around, firstly looking for nick, and then just aimless wandering. we went and joined the dance class, and that was joyous. for the whole one song. but still. and then there was the whole fun of choir and musical hall wandering. then i dragged meaghan and hilaire along for that because they came out into the hallway and were watching us. i also managed to miss a crew meeting during that block that i had no idea about. because i am a loser, and things workin out properly for me is against the laws of nature.

then at lunch, there was pizza. ta parties are cool. either that or i am excessively lame. but hey, you can't really argue with free pizza.

in the afternoon, there wa a hoedown. fun stuff. not really, but i can pretend. more like torture actually, and then i was really bitter. and then i ranted and then meaghan bought me a peppermint mocha frappacchino. which was surprisingly good, considering my whole new thing of hating all the weak specialty coffee drinks that don't really taste like coffee. speaking of coffee...i am less than impressed by tim horton's coffee...i don't know how people drink that. it reminds me of veinding machine coffee...

oh and yay, for being out of school for a couple weeks. what joyous fun.
'vicious'
limblifter


i feel, but i can't find the words
be real
we would shift thorugh every shape
withstood - beautiful
iiii - i sleep with horror
i sleep in a fight
vicious
vicious

lash out
my bitter plans collosal
shrunk so simple
and we pound the space with no sound
but for how long?
boring to me now
everything is boring to me now

vicious
vicious
cold & sold out
cold & sold out
vicious
behavior is contagious
behavior is contagious

vicious
vicious
cold & sold out
cold & sold out
vicious
cold & sold out
vicious
vicious



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