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Name: Logan
Interests: Thinking, the bane of my existence, gaming, and reading.
Expertise: Nothing really, I wanna major in philosophy if that gives you an idea.
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AIM:  UbaldoBurke
Member Since:
10/17/2004
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| Ok, so...that's game. The year's over, and damn it really shouldn't be. All my peoples (ok not all) have graduated, and I'm a senior. Few days before I leave.
Excitement: the storm two days ago knocked like half a tree trunk into
our yard so I spent all day taking it down....then I napped.
Also, Bryan's little shindig which got pretty sexy when we all
frolicked shirtless in the pool. Puerto Rico, Monopoly, Life,
poker, werewolf/mafia.
You know, anticipation is always worse than the actual thing like
getting a shot, removing a band-aid, and telling someone something
you've been meaning to say for a long time (all three of which I did
incidentally).
And, finally, Oldboy get's 4 out of 5 stars. It's a solid
thriller kinda thing involving incest, hammers, and pirvately owned and
run prisons (Koreans do prisons well I've decided). A tad graphic
at times, and the arch-villan likes walking around naked, but overall
compelling. It also raises some interesting moral questions at
the end.
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| Ok kiddies, I haven't updated in quite a while.
Prom was pretty cool/nice, though some people had to go home earlyish. Oh well, I think everyone had a good time.
Precal- Utter bullshit. Not only have we just finished a unit
taught mostly in the midst of AP exams, and we're about to start
another for the week before finals...'cause we don't need to review or
anything like that.
AP Exams- Not terrible really. I call a 4 on Lang, 4 on Euro, 5 on US, and 3 on Chem.
Braces- Out of "elastics" and broke a thingie loose today on a piece of
bacon. Fried foods are dangerous, one of Adam's roomies chipped a
tooth on a Micky D's fry.
Birthday- 17's coming up. Nothing too special.
Finals- Well, it's not quite that time, but I'm bored and craving
phyical contact 'cause I'm a whore like that, so...Free Hugs Upon
Request from now until the end of school. Oh yeah, and EOCT this
week, for real...not that it matters.
Farewell- So...yeah, I'm off to do some reading for Wilhoite, I
missed a ton of school last week for various reasons and I'm more than
a bit behind. Valete vos omnes, such as you are.
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| I'm worn out and tired, but I'm also kinda fresh
faced and ready for things to happen. Of course, nothing ever
happens or changes, so it doesn't really matter. Reminds me of The Sun Also Rises,
but with less alcoholism. I sit here expecting change that will
never come and frittering away the hours and days in mindless pleasure
and idleness.
I hate being introverted, it leads to
unhappiness. Usually, I think I'm an ok guy, but whenever I
reflect upon my actions, I invariably regret them and turn away in
disgust. Though I think I regret and feel like a terrible waste
of humanity for some things needlessly, I think I don't care enough
about some of my other actions, I can be quite a bastard but whenever I
am overtly, I really don't care. It's strange.
I'm also, confused isn't the right word, but
fristrated (?) by other developments because I don't like playing games
and I don't like having to think about my every move even more.
There's less than jack-shit I can do about it, but it makes me feel
like crap and I'm walking on eggshells.
Things are rarely easy, except school. That's
still a joke, or something close. I'm putting forth like 40%
effort and doing alright. Of course, that makes me feel like shit
also because I'm doing better than people more deserving who work
harder. It seems I just can't win, my fucking conscience beats me
every time.
Oblvion: March 20, I need to start saving up now.
Also, available ladies looking to go to prom, if you
want to go with some guy you barely know, talk to me and I may try to
set something up though I myself have plans...I just realized how
pretentious that is, but I don't care.
FTG (Fuck This Game)
-Weaver
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| Blah, I have a pretty bad cold, or maybe the flu or
something stupid. Anyway, no school for me on Monday and today
pretty much sucked. Being sick was a bad start, though I woke
surprisingly early, then I got into an arguement with someone.
Arguements are funny things. They often start
over relatively small things then one person says something out of line
and it ignites. Not very great, and really not a conflict worth
having, but that's what happens when one person's sick and both are in
crappy moods.
Anyway kiddies, you guys take it easy, peace.
-Strathern
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| Ok, last week:
Thursday:
Atlanta Symphony Orchestra Berliose, Tchaichovsky, and Dvorak (I'm
pretty sure I only spelled the last one right). It was the shit,
the first was cool, the middle was a tad boring after a bit (violin
soloists are amazing though) and the last was, well, The New
World. Good Game, basically. The whole thing was pretty
sweet.
Saturday:
Certamen, which we owned, in the morning. Io Grayson! I
seriously felt like Walton is was so much ownage. After that,
home for an hour or so before heading to the Shakespeare Tavern for The Merchant of Venice.
It was a comedy techincally, and quite funny (it seems Shakespeare made
a seminal joke surprisingly) but rather serious. All in all,
Antonio should learn not to make vows for other people and Shylock was
fucked hard. Losing half your property, being forced to convert
to Christianity from Judaism, and having all your money go to your
whore of a daughter who eloped with a Christian man (there seems to be
a lot of eloping in Shakespearean plays) then converted isn't very
cool. After that, X-Man Legends 2 on GC for a bit before City of God which is still one of the most amazing (and disturbing) movies I've ever seen.
Now this week, last night I did nothing and have
added another to my "Confidants" list on AIM, seeing as currently only
1 of the 5 on there is ever online these days. In addition, today
I finally repayed the debt to Tiffany "Tuesday" Jenkins but giving her
a firm slap on the buttocks. Now that's settled. Mock trial
tonight, so I'd better start killing time now.
Peace Homies
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