A-Xylem
Sunday, June 27, 2010 1:28 AM
Haircut? Check.
Homework unfinished? Check.
Sewed myself a new pencil case? Check.
Mother asking me to buy shoes? Check.
Just taking a shot in the dark now, but I think school's coming up. Honestly, i'm having mixed feelings about returning to school. On one hand, a life of relaxation is slipping away. On the other hand, I actually have opportunity to, y'know, indulge in genuine human interaction. Sounds hackin' cool innit!
I'm just totally giving up on Chinese homework now. Just reading the cussing articles makes me feel like Zhu Laoshi threw me into a pot of a magical quicksand and gum mix where I'm sinking in, gasping for breath, struggling till I lose all sanity, then spiraling into a whirl of both hatred and laziness. And then there's that other thing... what was it? Ah. Relaxation. It's so calm, cooling, collected relief. But then who has to come along and ruin it? Yeah. That's right. The very people who brought you into this world are ruining it for you. Whoever thought heaven was a place on Earth must be terribly delusional, high on crack, a hippie with really dirty dreads, Belinda Carlisle, or all of the above and will be sorely disappointed.
Classic isn't it? Laziness, relief, all spun into an alternating tubes of dicolytenoshvnaguiysbdc (how do you spell it again?) root vessels.
Sunday, June 27, 2010 1:28 AM
Haircut? Check.
Homework unfinished? Check.
Sewed myself a new pencil case? Check.
Mother asking me to buy shoes? Check.
Just taking a shot in the dark now, but I think school's coming up. Honestly, i'm having mixed feelings about returning to school. On one hand, a life of relaxation is slipping away. On the other hand, I actually have opportunity to, y'know, indulge in genuine human interaction. Sounds hackin' cool innit!
I'm just totally giving up on Chinese homework now. Just reading the cussing articles makes me feel like Zhu Laoshi threw me into a pot of a magical quicksand and gum mix where I'm sinking in, gasping for breath, struggling till I lose all sanity, then spiraling into a whirl of both hatred and laziness. And then there's that other thing... what was it? Ah. Relaxation. It's so calm, cooling, collected relief. But then who has to come along and ruin it? Yeah. That's right. The very people who brought you into this world are ruining it for you. Whoever thought heaven was a place on Earth must be terribly delusional, high on crack, a hippie with really dirty dreads, Belinda Carlisle, or all of the above and will be sorely disappointed.
Classic isn't it? Laziness, relief, all spun into an alternating tubes of dicolytenoshvnaguiysbdc (how do you spell it again?) root vessels.