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Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Swing for the fences, son
I'm 20 now, not that that really means anything other then the fact I'm not technically a teenager anymore. Although I still fit into the demographic as far as what other people think of me.
What do these things have in common: A Chemistry test A biologiy test A forklift test
Give up? other then the fact they're all tests I was subject to all of them this week. Yes, I had a test on how to drive a forklift... thats screwed up shit right there.
Anyway, from what I gather there has been wayyyy too much drama going on everywhere and I think I kind of found out the issue: People think too much. 'cause with thinking comes overthinking and with overthinking comes overreacting and that is never good. That's all I'll say on that subject as I'm having a bit of overthinking turmoil going on in my head at the moment. It'll pass but it still makes me a tad sick to my stomach.
Otherwise, I'm pretty damn happy. Smarmy even, possibly smug if the situation permits it. ;)
"I can't tell if your laughing, Between each smile there's a tear in your eye, There's a train leaving town in an hour, It's not waiting for you, and neither am I."
- flung by tehmonkey at 11/09/2005 08:37:00 AM
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