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A Fire Outside (rhombusme27) wrote,
@ 2003-07-25 20:08:00
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    Current mood: blah
    Current music:GlassJAw - Motel of the White Locust

    no era no woot
    Sigh...for the past three days I was forced to visit some colleges with my family. On Wednesday, I went to Boston University and Boston College. Boston College kind of sucks. I wouldn't want to go there. Boston University was ok, I would go there, but not really. On Thursday, we went to Tuft's University and um...Northeastern University. Tufts seemed like it just plain sucked. I wouldn't want to go there...it's like boring times five. But they do have a Homer Simpson club...which sounds stupid. The tour guide there said something interesting, but I forgot what. Northeastern was cool. They have this cool Co-op program...and it's a five year skool, but I would want to go there and I think if I actually try in school from now on, I have a good chance of getting in. When I was there, I think I saw the girl that Mikey liked in seventh grade or something. I have to tell Marie about it. I haven't spoken to her in a long time (no, not like five months, just like five days). Oh well. Today, we visited Cornell....which is in the middle of NOWHERE. Oh em gee, I would never go there. But, the tour guide said Bill Nye is an alumni! So is Hillary Clinton and Jane Goodall. I wouldn't get in there anyway. But she was talking about what bands play there and stuff, and she said she saw Incubus! So, yes, the tour guide girl was actually cool. She reminded me of Pam from Elysium. I don't know why. Sigh...Elizabeth is in Hawaii until sometime in August, I think the seventh. I think I'm suppose to arrange Stephanie beating down KOC, while Pranay and I watch. Too bad I don't know koc's phonenumber and he's too dumb to make a screen name. I keep having these really scary dreams about Pranay and KOC being undead scary clowns. Raashi is also there...she's the pumpkin king. Marie has a shovel. I'm the only normal one in this series of dreams. Most of them end up with me waking up so suddenly that it's scary. In one of them, Raashi ate KOC then Marie used her shovel to dig Pranay's grace to put him back since he's dead....and a clown. But then Raashi threw up and Pranay came out instead of KOC and in the casket where we thought Pranay was...was Pranay only not a clown. Then he was a clown and the clown Pranay that came out of Raashi wasn't there anymore. Who knows what happened to KOC? And why doesn't Marie put down that shovel? Actually...it's kind of a cool shovel. I need new headphones again. When you think about it, Raashi and Sumi Baby aren't right for each other. Nevermind...they are. Actually, they're not. Actually, it's just Sumi Baby. OMFG, I just checked the AFI site and the A Fire Inside EP was reissued in a yellow vinyl...TOO F-ING BAD I GOT IT A WEEK BEFORE IN ITS STUPID OLD SKOOL VERSION. Man...that makes me pissed. "What reason is there to be alive? When the word is against you how can you survive? All your friends are apathetic at best, and your entire life is a total mess." Who that is to probably (hopefully) won't read this or even know what song its from or even what band it is, since he's dumb. Like Whoa



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