suicide=tax evasion
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myurbandreamso i think i'm not going to live past my eighteenth birthday. seriously. the stress may kill me first, or i migh decide to do my best to screw over the us government by tax evasion and kill myself. -____-
i had a headache last night when i got home, so i took a long hot shower and went sraight to bed at 8pm. my mom woke me up at 9:30pm, and i watched the olypics for a bit and ate some soup, then went back to bed at 11pm. and didn't wake up till 5:15am. hadn't done my homework yet. i igure i'll get another hour of sleep, set my alarm for 6:15, sleep through it, wake up at 7:20 and think 'shit!' because at this point i have to get ready to go to school in ten minutes and i haven't written my essay for english or done the reading and vocab for gov't. i do the essay real fast and run to school for the german club meeting. forgot about the ssj meeting, and the flyer i was supposed to make for ssj, and the ssj shirt i was supposed to buy. so my day was.... interesting.
just got home from school. i have: work from 4:45 to 7:30, immediately followed by either the coir lock-in or the rotc silent auction or homework, as i choose, immediately followed by sleep. tomorrow is: meet at school at 6:30am for sprachfest state, which lasts all day, and immediately after that a group of us are going to the pilot filming of 'friday night lights' in which we get to be extras. yay. that lasts till ike eleven saturday night. sunday is: 8:30am for band practice at church, home at 2pm because there's a rymanos meeting after church. this is where homework happens. because on monday is colleges!!!!!! *dies* no school on monday, praise be, but teacher breakfast at 7:30am. then school again. meh. >_< i hate my life.
in other news, a poem we read in english today, which i thought was spiffy.
We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks
The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
it is spiffy. ^__^
i had a headache last night when i got home, so i took a long hot shower and went sraight to bed at 8pm. my mom woke me up at 9:30pm, and i watched the olypics for a bit and ate some soup, then went back to bed at 11pm. and didn't wake up till 5:15am. hadn't done my homework yet. i igure i'll get another hour of sleep, set my alarm for 6:15, sleep through it, wake up at 7:20 and think 'shit!' because at this point i have to get ready to go to school in ten minutes and i haven't written my essay for english or done the reading and vocab for gov't. i do the essay real fast and run to school for the german club meeting. forgot about the ssj meeting, and the flyer i was supposed to make for ssj, and the ssj shirt i was supposed to buy. so my day was.... interesting.
just got home from school. i have: work from 4:45 to 7:30, immediately followed by either the coir lock-in or the rotc silent auction or homework, as i choose, immediately followed by sleep. tomorrow is: meet at school at 6:30am for sprachfest state, which lasts all day, and immediately after that a group of us are going to the pilot filming of 'friday night lights' in which we get to be extras. yay. that lasts till ike eleven saturday night. sunday is: 8:30am for band practice at church, home at 2pm because there's a rymanos meeting after church. this is where homework happens. because on monday is colleges!!!!!! *dies* no school on monday, praise be, but teacher breakfast at 7:30am. then school again. meh. >_< i hate my life.
in other news, a poem we read in english today, which i thought was spiffy.
We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks
The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
it is spiffy. ^__^
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Date: 2006-02-26 07:40 pm (UTC)I had a day like that last week, they suck. *pats head*