Monday, July 19, 2004

it's all too familiar

well, i'm back from california. and it was lots of fun. i bet you're expecting me to ramble on and on and on about things we did. well, i probably will sooner or later but, having just related much of the experience to anna, feel no need in repeating it at this current point in time.

i started drivers ed this morning, and it is almost as boring as health, which is a sad, sad thing. oh well. it's actually entertaining sometimes, as almost everybody in the class is an incoming freshman, and i remember some faces from middle school. apparently the girl next to me remembered me, and spend the whole class glancing at my answer sheet for a roadsign pretest. well, actually that's probably just because she was trying to cheat off me, but whatever. hahaha...

one of the girls, when reading out the answer she had been told to read, said that the speed limit signs indicate the speed of how fast you are supposed to drive at minimum... >_<

the youth of today just keep getting stupider, no?

well, probably not, the smart ones don't give stupid answers, so you never really hear about them.

i have finally decided how i want to revampt this site, and it will be prettified within the week. maybe. probably not. but you can still hope for it.

hm. i just reread that last post. it's very depressing sounding. i was thinking of deleting it, but then again, that's the point of a blog, right? to publish your deepest darkest feelings online. or it isn't, because then there's the chance that somebody will decide to stalk you, or your parents would find it, or worse, your brothers would find it and then use it as blackmail. and that, my dear friends, is why you should never ever put anything that could get you in trouble on a public thing. well actually, it does make it more interesting. but. no.

back to what i was saying (i have such a problem with rambling.. anna thinks its funny). the site should be something new to look at hopefully sometime soon. if not, just whack me with something blunt until i do.

wait. on second thought, don't do that. to me, anyway. do it to somebody like chris
(silly little brother, has my site bookmarked... that, my friend, is what happens when little boys have serious trauma to the head from being whacke-um. i mean, that's what happens when they have mental problems).

on one final note, i'd like to wish a happy late birthday to trevor (it was yesterday) and an early birthday to danielle (it's exactly a week from today).

more later.

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