The price we pay is steep
2004-09-05 | 12:12 a.m.
Thank you Wilhelm you deserve some pierogi... or cake?
How to describe it? "It" referring to the collective experience of the last few days, of course. Well, let's begin with anger, an essential part of human existence.
"YOU ASSHOLES YOU DO NOT DESERVE MR. MCRAITH, LORD OF ALL THAT IS ENGLISH, IF YOU CANNOT EVEN SPELL HIS NAME CORRECTLY. I HATE YOU ALL BECAUSE I GET HAHM DESPITE BEING A RELATIVELY GOOD BOY. HAHM'S EASY TO SPELL. IT SPELLS DOOM, TOO."
"WHY CAN'T I JUST HAVE A RELATIONSHIP? OH RIGHT, I'M AN IDIOT."
Now that we've cleared the air, we can move on to more important matters. No phone, no phone... I am essentially scaring myself constantly. I have a very small fraction of summer homework done and definitely did not take full advantage of my summer.
The "Summer of Delays" has turned into a half-fulfilled summer, which is more than I can say for those of previous years. What I can only hope now is that school, a bastion of order, will harness the chaotic energy of summer and transmute it, forming a new, orderly system of existence. Which it will, but most likely in a terrible way.
Hmm, this entry was supposed to be much longer, but I have lost interest. In conclusion, it hurts when the people you want to see most are the only ones you cannot. Also the Taste of Polonia was pretty good, especially since my last memory is polish ska (respectable!), everyone dancing and tasty food (and basstacular times afterward).
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