Thursday, September 04, 2003

 

9/4/03

Sometimes I feel like that two of us are magnets, the attraction is there but we're constantly flipping on opposite ends so that there's a force between the two of us that stops us from talking to one another. If we're lucky we sometimes hit the same charges and we collide, but ever so briefly.
Every now and then, in the middle of class, I juss sit there and think...think about how close to perfection she truly is. I juss don't understand it how anyone would ever want to bad-mouth her or for that matter, not allow themselves to find out the truth for themselves. That truth being that beyond the amazingly beautiful visage, the cliched hair and that blinding smile, there's a brilliantly talented, funny, intelligent, astonishly benevolent girl who doesn't even need to talk to me to make my day. And the fact that I can tell between the two makes me feel like I'm on a much higher level than the general school population. It gives me a good reason to say, "its all good."

The vending machine ate my dollar. The other vending machine was sold out of Dr. Pepper. The last vending machine?
Let's juss say it blinked at me wrong.

Experiance is juss a label for a person's mistakes.

It seriously annoys me when someone truly believes they know what they're talking about when clearly, they have no grasp on the situation at all. That's about the only thing that annoys me, but its so broad of a pet peeve that it could relate to almost anything, even sleeping.

Stay quiet for an entire day? That's an easy $15, my friend. Now if you said a whole day without Dr. Pepper...

"Because it assumed the position!"

Docking out...
-Ryan : he believes you, but his tommy gun don't, see?

Ryan posted this at 10:17 PM.