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kickin' it '96=the way

6-10-'xx: 11:41pm

well, i've just been taking it easy over here at my mom's. it was kind of weird to see her all decked out in a cap and gown and graduate friday. sure, it was a college graduation and all, but strange nonetheless.

wow. i like...had this really long thing planned out to talk about but i realized that i can't talk about it for these reasons:

a) it really wouldn't make sense to anyone but about 3 people, including myself. i mean, seriously, the opening line was going to be "i've decided that kickin' it '96 is definately the way to go." it may have some kind of meaning to you, but definately not the same meaning i'd want.

b) one person in particular, if they even read this diary, would be like "what the fuck?" i'm pretty sure they don't.....but if they did, there'd definately be some wack shit going down.

c) i'm going to write taco a tight '96-style letter explaining all this stuff and writing about it here would ruin it for her!

anyway, so basically what it winds down to is that i'm not going to waste this summer waiting for something big to happen, y'know? i mean, not like i regret last summer...last summer was PERFECT. but i realized that while i wait for bigger things to happen, i miss a lot of really cool stuff that happens anyway, stuff that doesn't fit my description of "big". by living in these dreams that are just one factor short of being real, i end up wasting a lot of energy that could be spent doing something cool, or just chilling like mad, or kickin' it. i won't say any more, though, because this is where i start comparing summers and feeligns and start saying things about '96 and the different eras and stuff that makes sense to pratically no one.

blah blah blah. y'know what? i hate that word. really. lame people always say blah constantly, like it's cool or something. the same kids who wear plasic jewelry and drink coffee because that's just what hip people do. people who are weird for the sake of being weird.

this computer sucks. honestly. i swear, it freezes if i type too fast.

the pendletones rock my world. check out this phat sound, yo.

anyway, i better wrap this up before i make even less sense. i wish i had something cool and inspirational to say, but i'm just not cool like everyone else. i'm kind of regular, actually. i have a few good ideas and i like to repeat them a lot.

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