July 2nd, 2001

reeciebastion

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Sigh. This town is a buncha unpatriotic cusses.
...yes, that is the only reason I wrote this entry. :P
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reeciebastion

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Eck. Y'know how I said Shannon was sort've being... y'know... *okay* again? Well...
I've been wanting to go to Hullaballoo since X started advertising it. Shannon sort've invited me... and we began tentatively planning to go. She owes me like a hundred-something bucks... so I figured, since the likelihood of her ever paying me back is small, just getting her to pay for stuff for me until we're squared would be a far more diplomatic approach. (Note: I said I was using diplomacy... I didn't say I'd forgiven her... :P)

And then she says: "Ray is going." And all my slimy-guy alarms go off. I don't want to say these things to her, because, of course, Shannon's a bit... well... *young* and doesn't take honesty well. But I'm thinking it... that if Ray *is* going, I *really* don't want to, because I think he's a slimy dirtbag who only hooked up with Shannon because she's got a job, and paid for his drugs, and because she's a bit... again... *young* and thought he was just *great*... *affects sarcasm filter*

I've always prided myself on my people-judgement... and that *whole* situation with Ray just sent all my alarm-bells going... I didn't like him then, and I don't like him now, and I like even less that even now that she's ditched his nicotine-and-other-substances-of-dubious-legal-origin-riddled butt she's still hanging out with him. I think the guy's a sleaze. But the last time I told her that, she sort've blew up at me.

It looks now as if he's going... at least not with us... but I *know* my dear Shannon... it would be just like her to arrange an "accidental" meeting so I'd be forced to socialise with her erstwhile ex. Ick. Ick, ick, ick. I *want* to do stuff with Shannon again, I really do. I even *miss* her. But I do not miss her bad people-judgement... and I don't know if I can really trust her, however much I might want to.

Damn.

Sigh.
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reeciebastion

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BTW... note to self. Next time I go out w/Disa for donuts, I must not let her eat more than two. Bad Ari. No cookie. :P
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reeciebastion

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Ack. Have I said how much I hate funerals, how I think they're morbid, and how I had to be all but dragged to my own grandmother's?

Well, have now. Keith's parents are having a service for him on the seventh, at an Anglican church. Churches are bad enough... but I have this awful feeling that his parents are going to bury him, which would be bad enough if it weren't patently against *his* beliefs, let alone the fact that I find burial supremely icky. Now just to decide whether to go and sit and be all uncomfortable and give people the wrong impression, or not go and offend everyone and cement this growing impression that I'm an unfeeling monster.

What to do, what to do...
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reeciebastion

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Hey... so *that*'s what it does when you hit 20... So here's a gratuitous little entry just to put it over the top. Ta da!

*grins sheepishly* Sorry.

Hell, no I'm not. ;)
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reeciebastion

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Damn... Mum just woke me up at ten frelling o'clock... I know I *told* her to wake me up, but... *grumblegrumble*
I didn't go to bed 'til like, four. Ack
I *know* I've got to pack. I *know* I've got to finish my duster. I *know* I told Dis' I'd take her to Fanny's to see if we can make that dress she bought for cheaper... and I *know* I've got to go to Pitt, figure out my transcript stuff, 'cause I'm starting at StFX in freaking September, and I've got ALL THIS OTHER CRAP to get done *today*, 'cause it's just gotta get done *today*.
Bloody space-time continuum... what'd I ever do to it?
And apparently, now, Nadia's missing. Frell. I wonder if her mother's forgotten to call the most obvious places before my house again... that's just like her... o.O
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reeciebastion

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(cross-posting from Rant and Rave, Re: Teenagers are Stupid)

Ah hah. You just all had to *know* I'd reply to this... ;)
Now; looking at this from a almost-not-anymore teenager point of view... well. I suppose I'm not objective, exactly, given that I was a "geek" *bows proudly* and a large portion of my graduating class was, in my opinion, simpering, shallow toads. Just an opinion. :P

But I'm afraid I'd have to agree that a large portion (namely, like my grad class) of teenagers *are* stupid. It's not their fault, at least not entirely. The ones who are stupid thanks to hormones and things I pity - but the ones *with* brains who would prefer to be stupid just because they have friends who are, and who don't think it's "cool" to be smart, to behave maturely and responsibly and not act like a total ass 98% of the time... well... those are the ones I went through high school despising. One of my favorite sayings is "The greatest sin of all is stupidity you know about. The second worst is pretending you have no idea." I hate - hate, hate *hate* - people who have brains but act constantly brainless just to satisfy convention. It's an awful waste that makes me sick.

Like my younger sister - don't get me wrong: I have *two* younger sisters, and the youngest one is a Subrealizen, has a higher IQ than me, writes, reads more than she eats and is an overall likeable, personable, brilliant little person. But the older one (the middle child, but don't let that throw you...) is frighteningly like the people who, when I was in elementary school, blocked hallways for the express purpose of jeering and chanting usually-empty threats of violence at those passers-by of lower social standing than them. You know - the eat-or-be-eaten crowd. Those people always, to be honest, worried me. My sis' isn't really one of the dangerous ones, but she's fourteen years old, popular, and she's cute, and she fully believes that she's "cool" and that will sustain her throughout life. She actually told me the other day that she wants to be an aerobics instructor. *shudder*

*That* is the stupidity of teenagers that really bothers me. They're not all generally stupid, of course - most of the teens in our family were essentially mature people... at least two out of three. That's probably, though, because our parents treated us like adults from the time we could understand them. I guess that might be an isolated situation.

Yes; teens are stupid. A large chunk of them. And yes; it *is* embarassing. But I don't think it's a natural state. Being mouthy and stupid is apparently "cool". Never got that, myself, but never ascribed much to the mainstream, either. :) So all the idiocy demonstrated by a majority of the age group is an act of will.

I don't know if that's better, or worse... o.O
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reeciebastion

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I finished my duster. It looks cool. Didn't do anything else today.

I'm *ashamed* of myself. I was actually driven (note: *driven*) to writing SubReversity fics out of this kind of blahs last summer. I can't believe I started so *early* this year...

Ack. There was so much other stuff I was supposed to do today. I had to go to school and see about transcripts... and I want my goddamned AP mark, but Mum won't pay for it. I keep trying to explain to her that yes, Princeton *will* send the mark to StFX and no, I don't *technically* *need* the mark, but I want it, damnit! I don't often do things for the sole purpose of satisfying my ego. I really don't. I think I deserve this one.

School was closed today. Government holiday. So I'll go tomorrow. But there's still loads of other stuff I *could* have, *should* have done today. Like take Disa to Fanny's, like I said I would. But that one's probably okay because she said she couldn't return the dress 'til Wednesday at the earliest, so we can go tomorrow and see if the dress is reproduceable for less than forty bucks.

And... what else? Right. I said I'd drop off that t-shirt design with Steph for the mural. But I need to photocopy it first, and I need to nab Kristine for that because I don't know where Steph lives and Kristine does. Right. Tomorrow as well. Maybe I can turn the outing into a movie night... I really wanna see A.I. and tomorrow's cheap night... just as well, since I only *have* five bucks.

And... hmm... oh, shit. I have to send Dex money. I really, really, really must do that tomorrow, even if I don't do anything else.

Anyway, I realised an hour ago that I haven't eaten anything but Froot Loops and buttered sourdough toast since Thursday. My stomach was actually, audibly growling.

So I ate some more Froot Loops. :P

Shit, am I ever primed for psychoanalysis.
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