
What if I said exactly what I felt?
Break comes to an end. But who cares about school? The good thing about school is that I'll be able to see some really cool people everyday now. You know who you are. Well, maybe you don't, but then it's your fault for not being intuitive enough. I need to end this semester well. People, if I don't get all As, which is a strong possibility, then please remind me how irrelevant it is in the grand scheme of things.
Yes, the grand scheme of things. What I was trying to get at before. When you think about it more generally, life could be considered pointless. You're born. You do things. You die. Of course, this is disregarding any religion or life beyond this one. I don't really know a lot about religion, so I'm not going to get into it right now. But when I die, I'm not going to be saying, "Boy am I proud of graduating as a valedictorian in high school!" Things don't matter as much anymore. I want to remember important things like being a good friend or helping people I don't know. The thing is, we're so consumed with securing our future with material success because we need to. It's the only way to ensure a comfortable life. It all comes down to money these days. I would hope that someone with money can still have a good heart.
What do a terrorist, a sane person, the top half of a jar of candy, and Melissa's cell phone battery power have in common? They all weren't at Emily's house today! We ate pizza, watched some Gauntlet show, Room Raiders, and Boiling Point. I raided some of her candy, played with the black sword thing, and APIPed only once! How grand. We acted out a scene with a bunch of random, unrelated lines. [P.S. next time we have to bring cameras and try that dark room idea.] 'Twas a good time.
Random thoughts of the day:Of course, I'd say just make the best of it. Would I rather start something great knowing that it will only end than go on without having to deal with that? I'd say-- yes. The sweet is not as sweet without the sour.