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Monday, January 21, 2008
" bitch ville. ; 7:31 PM "

i missed school today, due to screening. sometimes i just want to slap myself for sitting up straight. i don't know what sort of creature i'm trying to imitate, but my body movements and positions always end up a bit off. but i always feel comfortable in those positions, opposed to sitting upright and feeling stifled. i'm a bit worried i'll end up a 60 year old woman with severe arthritis. i doubt any guy would want someone who spends all days counting how many toes she's got , (or got left, after 60 years of mayhem) just because she can't look back up anymore. that would just be frightening.

whatever. anyway.

i watched transamerica yesterday - indie films are the way to go, trust me. opposed to seeing brad pitt fly across the cinema screen, exposing his "goods". yeah well, felicity huffman was a work of art. and kevin zegers? (silent scream) i know, i'm only a teeny bopper, so i can afford to say this, with my dignity intact. kevin zegers, hot. he was also a work of art in it's a boy/girl thing. is it just me, or does he keep acting in all these bisexual roles? *shrugs*. he does a good enough job with them anyways.

i got hamilton's book. i thought i would be happier, like i would scream at the bus shelter or something. but i'm pretty neutral about it. it's like, oh, okay, i've got his book. now what? maybe he isn't as much of a good writer - as much as i thought he would be. but well, writing obviously isn't his niche, racing is. but i just felt that his autobiography would have been a job well done if it were written by someone more...accomplished, writing-wise. he probably wrote it on his own, in hopes of it being more "personal". it did work, in some sense. but yeah...it wasn't...it wasn't up to par, on an autobiographical scale.

i don't really feeeel like i want to even go back to school. it's funny how i thought secondary three would be some mass operation in change. not even close!

i keep anticipating some point in my life, like for example, when i turn 15.

and then when i do, i anticipate my 16th. it's vicious crap! i mean, can this cycle be broken?

*sniggers. it's pretty funny how that happens. i wonder how i'll feel like, ten years down the road. because honestly, right now, i can't wait for all that liberty. (even if it comes with bills, bastards and bosses.) but i know, for a fact, that i'll feel differently when i'm 25.



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