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Sunday, January 18th, 2004
12:01 pm - The very fear that makes us want to die is just the same that keeps us alive.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)High
Level 7 (Violent)Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test

Somehow I had no idea I was that bad...

Okay, so I lied. I'm updating again. But I blame Derek. He called me and so we talked on the phone for a while. He said he would kill me if I did my homework. Honest!

Words to live by:

If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

current mood: amused
current music: Barenaked Ladies, Another Postcard

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11:06 am - The closer I come to feeling the farther I feel from alright

Take the What High School
Stereotype Are You?

Blah, morning. I'm probably going to have to spend the entire day on homework so this update might be the only one (it depends if I'm on the computer later tonight).

At four I must be at the Ukranian hall tonight to work at the speggetti supper. For some reason surving noodles to a bunch of noisy children and old people is not my idea of an enjoyable Sunday. But I'm getting a chance to get off of this continent so go me!

Words to live by:

Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which a person can die.

current mood: groggy
current music: Something Corperate, Space

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12:43 am - Destruction is only a form of creation
I think what I should do is take a notebook to school and stare at random people for a predetermined time and note behaviour. Assuming that they do not realize they're being watched I would look for facial expressions, habits (ie. are they picking their nose or just scratching), and movements. If they know that I'm looking at them however, I would like to see how they react and how long I can make it funny(to me anyways). Even if I wasn't writing anything it would still be funny to make them think I was. Or maybe I could write a book on the High School Genome. All the books that I've seen on schools were writen by adults or teachers. Although they were in our place at a time for some reason they all lose touch. Maybe one day we'll all get to forget the pain, or maybe its from all the binge drinking in college. either way its win-win.

Words to live by:

Just be what you are, even hamburgers do.

current mood: contemplative
current music: The Used, Maybe Memories

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12:24 am - In your eyes I only see emptyness...
It seems that every January Donny Darko is on the movie station. And it seems that every January I watch Donny Darko on the movie station. I have just completed this tradition tonight. Why is life hard? It just seems like we go through all this crap day in and day out and it never seems to amount to anything. We work and then we rest, but the rest never even seems to be restful. We just keep going on looking forward to when we can finally rest, or be happy. But it never comes. Is it when we die? Is that the only time when we can finally rest or be happy? and if so then why are we even here right now? why wait?

I must do at least half of my chemistry end task tonight and it already is tomorrow. If I wait till tomorrow (today) then I'll be stuck doing the whole thing, and I haven't even started! I know thats bad, but I haven't done a lot of my work these days. I don't know why, I just haven't done it. And my marks have dropped significantly too. hmm... must go do some work.

Words to live by:

Never try to swim in a puddle. It just makes you look silly.
On second thought, swim in a puddle. Note peoples expressions.
Be sure not to swim in the puddle when its cold. It's just not good common sense.

current mood: depressed
current music: A Perfect Circle, 3 Libras

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Saturday, January 17th, 2004
7:41 pm - Journals! Woo!
Hello to no-one. Since no-one is reading my journal at the moment. but, since nobody is that gives total ability to do this without any one taking offense...

Fuck, Piss, Ass, Poo, Dick, Slut, Bitch, Penis, Fucktard, Bastard, Fuck, Fuck, Cum.

Thank you.

current mood: calm
current music: The Used, Maybe memories

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