the boring leading the bored
Thursday, March 04, 2004
the macing of the christ
you all know the story. but gia reynolds made it fully by saying the above.
what an interesting day. i wasnt scared that much. i was really nervous, but not like, freaked out. i remember just kind of freezing. nervous laughter, going into the darkroom. it felt safe in there. it was quiet. i whispered with daria, she said that she felt safe because goths dont usually go after other goths, plus she hasnt pissed anyone off lately. i love daria. she showed me funny drawings of mr. boussedra.
i ran today. for the first time since before xmas. i wont say it felt good, but it didnt feel THAT bad. i basically havent moved in about four months so i was a little sore and very slow. but i'll tell you what, the mars volta is THE BEST running music ever. modest mouse is less good. it made me feel sluggish. but seriously, i was running and my mp3 player was on random and inertiatic esp came on and i swear i just automatically had a huge burst of speed. it was AMAZING.
thursdee is standing lunch. OMG I JUST REMEMBERED WE DIDNT STAND!!! OH NO! but yeah... i was about to say that thursday is also almost the weekend. it should be a decent one. taking undie shots of shan and adam tomorrow night.... it should be a really cool project. miss m gave me a good idea to set it up as an interactive thing where the viewer creates the sequence... traditionally dressed to cross dressed or the other way around. its gonna be SO duane michals.
then saturday i may hit up the japanese speech contest to watch gaeta cause she's cool. im gonna go driving saturday, too. and sadly i wont be going to the bex for the basement show. parents vetoed it, which was super unsurprising. oh well. i hope they'll let me go to at least one show this month... i am like, the worst groupie ever. sorry boys!
oh! yesterday. went for a walk with marc. it was pretty cool... we went to the park and played and i got a splinter, and then his dog went crazy... its funny in retrospect but at the time it sucked. the dog thing, not the splinter. i dont care about the splinter. then we were walking back and we saw arjun and his friend mike, so we hung out at arjuns and the boys played tag team halo while i played mousetrap with whoever wasnt playing halo. i won. actually... nobody won. but i should have won because i put in the most effort. it was fun, but arjun and mike kept harassing me and marc. i didnt mind that much, but they were stupid. stupid boys. always thinking that just because we are walking buddies that we have mad makeouts. we dont.
c'est tout.
music: mimu mix volume 1, the rojo cut
ps. i forgot-- today in english we did faulker writing. it kind of sucked because i had to think about stuff i didnt really want to. it left me feeling very weird. it kind of makes me wonder what i WOULD think if i was about to die. hm.
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