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waffle stain 11-11-'xx: 8:16pm [ song of my returning: pinhead gunpowder ] so. damn. bored. and i was just reading some blogs and i have suddenly relized how immensely un-hip i am. i will now provide some reasons for why i am un-hip: reason #1: i don't have a b-log. as a matter of fact, i don't even know how to make a website. i'm faking it. i stole my code from taco. [ liar's corner: squirtgun ] reason #2: i use AOL. that is probably the biggest internet-hipness crime i can commit. reason #3: i haven't talked about politics ever, pretty much. [ the daydream believers: the monkees ] reason #4: i'm not a gay guy. nothing against gay guys, but ben even said it himself...watch out for queer webdesigners. or something to that effect. because they're taking over the internet. reason #5: i like marching band. isn't that reason enough? [ insect collector: shonen knife ] reason #6: as a matter of fact, not only do i not talk about politics, i don't even care. because i beleive i said it in my last entry...i'm too young to vote, so as long as this country considers me too stupid to make a difference, i'm going to be too stupid to care. i'll care in 6 months when it actually matters. reason #7: my computer can't even run flash sites, let alone make them. [ editor's note--reason #8: i had to come back and edit this entry because half of it ended up linking to ben's blog. some madd html skillz for ya there. ] [ bridge to terebithia: the mr t experience ] ok, that's enough for now. i think you get the idea. as if it wasn't plainly obvious already. so today i did my volunteer-volunteer work. as in, i volunteer to bundle, lift, and label books for the national children's reading foundation, and they volunteer to give $5.50 per hour to my dear sweet band account... [ don't ask, don't tell: sicko ] but really, it's something i would have done even if i hadn't gotten paid. it's just nice to have that little bit paid off. god bless the jobline. so ormson, being the funny guy he is, decided to be the only teacher to put comments on my report card. and they are as follows: "excelent speller" "needs more traffic experience" [ o holy night: *nsync ] so i sent him an e-mail that went a little like this: --- Dear Mr. Ormson: Because I am not up to par with my traffic experience, my dad grounded me. He wants a parent conference. You're mean. Sincerely, --Cydne Zabel PS: Im glad u think I'm a gud spelr, tho. I hop yoo had a gud trip two indeanapolliss. -- look who's funny now, huh?! HUH?! the good news is, i got a 3.82. not bad, eh? ok, my dad is officially not using his computer. i think i'm going to go use it. it's either that, or sleep. i'm not bored. i'm boring. |
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