mY LifE iN iRoNY

"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~Thoreau

Monday, August 30, 2004

Not Ready

I just realized that I don't remember Spanish at all. So, my first class is sure to be fun.

Last night we had a Video Music Awards party...not really my choice, but hey, what can you do. (Either way, Rose and I only invited two friends over) I am very behind on pop culture and I consider that to be a good thing. The awards show was bad and we were so disinterested we eventually turned the TV off. (The best parts were Jimmy Fallon and the man in a giant ball...the lead singer of the flaming lips, I believe)

Britt didn't come. I've realized it before, but I brushed it aside. I feel like she leads a double life, or at least with me she does. She tries to present herself as being, more or less, a good girl, which she isn't always. I'd really prefer honesty to half truths.

Rose and Leslie attempted to make porn sentences out of my magnetic poetry. They did a pretty good job. At least I can say that I had the poetry for over 2 years before anyone tried to do something disgusting with it.

Well I'm off to breakfast.

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