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.: Wednesday, December 17, 2003 :.
currently listening to: Matthew Good Band -- Ray Gun
The more I screw things up, the more I learn. People often say that I'm smart. I tend to think otherwise, I'm just an incredibly adept dumb ass.
One more exam, one more till sweet freedom, if only for a few weeks. The concept of having absolutely nothing to worry about is something that I always look forward to, no assignments, no tests, and most of all, no stress. Sure theres work, but thats just work, who cares. Theres also the visa and the student loan, but I know I'll be fine with that. Short term freedom, served with a side of delicous christmas crumble cake.
.: Tuesday, December 16, 2003 :.
currently listening to: Nirvana -- Smells like teen spirit
Feel like writing some pointless, so here we go.
I think I'd like to be a weather forcaster on the weather network. Think of it, all the rush and excitement of being on the TV, with none of the huge celebrity paparrazi pie. You just go up there, read your shit off, get your check, and crack jokes with the other would-be journalists while bad-mouthing those fuck nut forecasters on real network TV. That would be sweet.
Of course you'd have to live with the fact that your a two-bit nothing on the friggin weather channel, but theres a sunny side to everything, and you above all people would know that.
I'm kidding of course, I spit on the weather channel (or a slight drizzle for you weather channel aficionado's)
No offence to the weather channel and its fine meteorologists of course ;)
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