| Psychology Class. And believe me, it's ALL class. |
[14 Apr 2004|02:13pm] |
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Nikka Costa "Everybody Got Their Somethin'" |
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Yo kiddies, once again I return. This time I'm sitting in Psychology class, supposedly researching the social developments of adolescents. Bulllllshit. Me and Andriana are partying it up, as she works on her Digital Photo project and I journal like it's 1999. I really don't want to research anything at this time, so that means it's time to do nothing.
Another class with Monica just passed where we talked about how screwy and desperate we are and why we're complete teenagers. It's kind of sad. Then again, I guess it's healthty really, like at least we're not in gangs and doing horse and toting machine guns. That was a reference to a Prince song. I just can't help myself.
I really don't know why I deemed it necessary to update right now...I've got musical after school and that means I have to pay attention and come close to busting my ass saying my lines. A lot of busting, really. Actually, no, it's not much work at all, but I just want to go home and sleep and DDR. At the same time. Yesterday I heard an old Nikka Costa song on a commercial and that prompted me to whip out my cd that I hadn't listened to in years. It's not great, but it was cool to remember that I owned it. Just like those three Offspring cds that I have listened to a grand total of... 1 times.
And with that I'm out. Just wanted to check in. This entry accomplished very little, but I'm sure I'll get antsy soon. Byeee.
Louis.
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