Ladeeda

When did 10/18 become a GOOD mark?

My birthday is coming up once again. I personally don't like to celebrate, mainly because it seems so pointless. Not to sound pessimistic, but it just reminds me I'm another year older, another year passed with a ton of mistakes, a few happy points, but mostly just wasted time and missed opportunities. But I'll be 19! 19 = legal, irresponsibility! So maybe I'll plan something, who knows? Right now, celebrating my birthday seems to have the same appeal as making my own soap from animal fat.

In recent news, I was sitting in my room one warm Hamilton day, playing GALACTIC CIVILIZATIONS 2 (the longest, most nerdiest game you can possibly find) when I heard footsteps outside my locked door. Naturally, I assumed my roommates were home, so I took a quick look out, and saw the FUCKING NASTIEST MOUSE I HAVE EVER SEEN. Eventually we pinned it to a wall with a binder and a bottle and shoved it into an empty seaweed container.

Two days later it died in a puddle of its own excrements. It was the saddest thing I've seen, and I watch American Idol. I tossed it in the garbage, but now that I think about it, I should have put it in my prof's coffee.

I also have obtained a new phone. Running around, unreachable and free, eventually showed its downsides, such as getting lost/having to walk home/a noticeable lack of quarters/no buzzing in my pants. So I picked up a family plan and a sweet Sony Ericsson W810i, walkman/camera/phone. I actually got the phone for a discount, thanks to my mom and her insane chinese bargaining skills.

Well, anyways. Calculus test is on Thursday, and I'm trying to match my 10/18 score again. So I leave you with this koan:

What does God do when a kitten masturbates?

Suck

So tired. Summer school is terrible... three hour classes in a hot, stuffy room that smells fishier than Michael Jackson, along with the pickled ball sweat reeking from every inch of the room, and the constant barrage of Calculus.

Hamilton kind of sucks too. It's like being doused in fresh urine.

Today, of all days.

It's been yet another year.

Sometimes I wonder,
If I were to follow you...
But no, I guess not.

It's been too long,
And the sun still hasn't risen.