Wednesday, April 24, 2002

 

4/24/02

Interesting day today...

They're now gone....for a month....what am I going to do?! Ga-Hag-Ya!

I was called/told many things throughout the day.

Kristina said I was 'cool'. As if I knew what that meant.
Various people told me I'm nice. I'm just flowing.
It was brought to my attention that I'm "rich" and I'm too loose with my money. I wish money meant something more to me. Still, I budget the shit.
I was told that I"m funny. Do you think trying to start the wave in the middle of testing is funny? Seriously, Binh, I really wanted it to happen.
A lot of peeps also asked why I wasn't running for anything. To be honest, I didn't know about sign-ups and even if I did, I don't think I would've ran for anything.
They say I would've been a great choice to represent our class. I highly doubt it. I get bored easily.
Sure, I can converse with a crowd if I wanted to. Yes, I could take your ideas and report them to the 'upper classman'. But, no, that's not enough.
They said that if I had ran, they would have voted for me. Bullshit you would have (excuse my french). You wouldn't have voted at all.
But, if I were President, I would've prolly started off by trying to revert all this peppy, conformed, pop shit that the ASB is stationed at.
Also try to revamp their sign approaches. But, again, that's not enough.
I'm not saying that that's all that ASB does, but you try telling me what else ASB does.
Exactly, you don't know. The student population doesn't even participate enough to know the inner workings of ASB or even to ask for stuff.
We can't do our job without your consent and insight.
You guys are always constantly bitching about the school and it's wrecked condition.
First of all, it all starts with you. Keep the campus clean. Stop throwing shit at the seagulls (forgive my french).
Leave the ducks that occassionally visit alone you cruel, cruel bastards. Tell the advisors what you want.
Only then can the school start improving. But, just remember, the ASB can't do everything. Not with Mr. Singh.
Besides, I probably wouldn't have won anyhow running up against cats such as:
the beautiful, fervent Kristina Schroeder;
the sophisticated, fervent Amy Lee;
-and-
the trenchant, fervent Brittney Sochaiwsky (I know I just decimated her name...)

There, some vocabulary for you to look up and learn. And yes, fervent has 3 different definitions. Mix and match, see what works. =)

If there was some freak chance that I did win, I probably wouldn't have changed the school as much as any of these 3 will. I'd be looking at
my position as advocate of next year's sophmore class as an extra mark on my transcript.
Sure, maybe later on in my highschool life I'll run again. But at that time, I'll know when the sign-ups are, I'll know why I'm running for myself and I'll have
a whole grip of supporters.
But for now, I'm going to bubble on some cream soda, cool my mind. As you might have perceived, I'm not in an especially chippy mood as of now.
Why? Maybe tommorow, maybe. Yeah, I'll tell you all tommorow...I think.
I can't think straight after I rant. Good thing it doens't happen often.

Stuck on the fences that separate 'cool', funny, intelligent and romantic. Though I travel each section's perimeters constantly, I've yet to cross over.
The only things I've learned in school have been from my fellow classmates, not the teachers.

Well, I'm out. Cream soda is gone and Whose Line Is It Anyways? is on.
See you all manana. G*night. Love to live, live to love.

By the way, is it just me or does Jerry Renault remind you of a Packard with a high-pitched, sqeaky voice? The peeps who've seen The Chocolate War know what I'm talking about.

Anways, I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:22 PM.