backpack dreams

but it saves so much time!

My mom is going crazy right now and I want to kill myself/everyone around me.

alazypersian: hey matt
alazypersian: did u buy ur ulock?
lisplicker: hahah not yet
alazypersian: ah darn
lisplicker: i still have the chain lock
lisplicker: yeah
lisplicker: oh well!
alazypersian: cuz ima ride my bike to school toromrow
lisplicker: hahahah nice!
lisplicker: me too
lisplicker: when is your class
alazypersian: 0 period retard
lisplicker: wait
lisplicker: my school?
lisplicker: huh?
lisplicker: im so confused
alazypersian: are u retarded?
lisplicker: yes
lisplicker: really
lisplicker: im confused
alazypersian: im riding my bike to school
alazypersian: tomrorow
lisplicker: to
lisplicker: oxford?
alazypersian: yes
lisplicker: WHAT
lisplicker: are you
alazypersian: wat u mean what
lisplicker: dont you have your own class???
alazypersian: my own class?
alazypersian: wat hte fuck are ut alkign about
lisplicker: oh
lisplicker: LOL!!!
lisplicker: for some reason i thought you were arda

Michael do it!!

The dance was fun!

using my constant procrastination and lack of effort as an excuse for my more likely lack of intelligence?




SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT:
Yes.

It's not the yellow Schwinn, but the yellow one didn't feel nearly as nice as the one I actually bought did.
It's a little old, semi-rusty, but I love it anyway.
FINALLY!

People going to college make me jealous.
Very jealous!
While they get to leave and move around and experience new things and be totally old and awesome I'm still stuck being in high school. I want new, I want new things to happen!
Thinking this makes me want to wish that I could get to college, but the catch is that I have to get accepted to a college first.
And I have no idea what I would want to do after college anyway.
Man!
Sucks.

Anyway, bike-buying seems like a very definite possibility, TOMORROW.
I wanted the bike before so I could bike to Arda's house after school but now he's gone.
So I guess I'll just bike somewhere else.

(click the thumbnail to enlarge it, I want this bike)













I am extremely sad.
College-goers, don't go.
College-goers, come home!

I find myself getting a little jealous of Rip Van Winkle.
Sure he lost his wife and friends, but I don't have a wife, and I've already lost a few of my friends.

I did not get my bike today! (!!!)
Hopefully next weekend!
But next weekend seems a forever away.
It doesn't even feel like it exists!
Like as if I won't survive till then.
I do not think I will ever ever ever get my stupid bike.
Actually, bikes are just a made up imaginary thing to make little Asian boys really excited and hopeful every Sunday morning only to break their hearts in the afternoon.
Blarg!
And then you have people going away to college!
Boo.
I really wanted to get it today and to say there aren't more important things would obviously be completely dumb.
But still!
It's a bike.

And Lotto commercials make me really really really really really sad.
Why do things cost money?
I guess I should just study incredibly hard and get straight A's, get a 5 on all of my AP's, and a perfect score on my SAT and I'll just become a doctor and cure ear infections.
Teehar. Hardeehee.

for my reflection on Turnitin.
If Mrs. Taylor makes it public I will be embarrassed.
A lot.

I love getting out at 6th period.
Maybe it was just the weekend but it made me feel grrrrrreat.

I went to Hibbleton, which is a tiny tiny art gallery that my friend's cousin co-owns.
It's in Fullerton, and it's called Hibbleton.
www.HIBBLETON.com
It was the opening of a new exhibit tonight, exciting.
Sort of avant-garde-ish art, but I'm not even sure what that means.
Just trying to sound cool using different words. Is it working? The answer is, yes, it is.
A few collages, pen on paper, paintings, photos. Lots of cool pieces.
And I have a feeling that if you try hard enough you can come up with a "deep" meaning for almost any piece of art. It doesn't always have to have a message but if you think hard enough one will always come to you. It's subjective, which I guess why it's art in the first place. But yeesh. I don't know what I'm trying to say. The words get messed up between my brain and the keyboard because my brain is a little off to begin with.
Anyway!
Wish I could of bought some art to take home with me.
But yes, Derrick Brown is what brought me to Hibbleton in the first place.
The poetry he read was awesome. Amazing!
I wish I could have bought one of his books, my friend did though.
Once again, no cash. Worst day not to have money.
I will definitely buy his books online.
He's really funny, a nice guy, and a really great poet.

I also saw the lead singer of the Cold War Kids!
Derrick toured with them in 2007 so I guess they're buds.
And the owners of Hibbleton know them as well.
They are all like involved with each other I guess.

Anyway, I'd love to go the Hibbleton again.
Their next exhibit is opening on Friday, October the third.
However there were lots of old people there.
Old HIP PEOPLE.
OH DAYUM.
I felt like a kid there but who gives a shit?

And I'm caught in it, every single year, in the same exact way.

Madness, I say. I call shenanigans.
Doot diddly doot.

Skipping some assignments, eighth-assing others.
I still have hope for the rest of the year.











If I survive!



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