Friday, January 20, 2006
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A blog is not a fucking online journal where one is to record their personal thoughts like a diary. A blog is an online wall where one displays their thoughts in an attempt to attract attention and impress those around them. Don't pretend otherwise.
Anywho, I went to Costa Rica, to any that care, and lived more stressfully in paradise than I ever will at school. While relaxing on the porch of a hut in the rain forest of the Osa Peninsula, I was constantly checking under my seat for spiders and scorpions or peering around walls and over steps in fear of terciopelas (really really poisonous snakes). I managed to get over some of my more ridiculous tendencies and enjoyed myself, but I realized that I trully belong in the sterile polluted habitat of the generic United States city.
I got out of my psuedo depressed phase, woopee, and have taken to a more agressive outlook. I'm tired of being nice to people and I'm tired of being polite (bear with me). I took my break as a chance to see people from high school (my readers), and reconnect or try to pick up where we left off over the summer. But honestly, fuck that, I want to go back to school. I'm really bored, and I'm not getting any, so what's the point?
"I bet you think this song is about you"
Anywho, I went to Costa Rica, to any that care, and lived more stressfully in paradise than I ever will at school. While relaxing on the porch of a hut in the rain forest of the Osa Peninsula, I was constantly checking under my seat for spiders and scorpions or peering around walls and over steps in fear of terciopelas (really really poisonous snakes). I managed to get over some of my more ridiculous tendencies and enjoyed myself, but I realized that I trully belong in the sterile polluted habitat of the generic United States city.
I got out of my psuedo depressed phase, woopee, and have taken to a more agressive outlook. I'm tired of being nice to people and I'm tired of being polite (bear with me). I took my break as a chance to see people from high school (my readers), and reconnect or try to pick up where we left off over the summer. But honestly, fuck that, I want to go back to school. I'm really bored, and I'm not getting any, so what's the point?
"I bet you think this song is about you"
