Ridiculocity

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Location: Wilmington, North Carolina, United States

I am an English major at UNCW. You know what I want to do with my life? I want to write. Hey, look! I'm doing what I want with my life!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Oh, six!

I just looked outside and it has started raining in the past few moments. I mean really raining. I have to bike to work later and my bike is sitting outside. I hope it lets up before I have to go. This is the third day in a row it has rained here, and despite the fact that it is January, it is seventy degrees outside. This is pretty depressing. I like rain, but since I am not at home and must work later I can not romp in it. And it should be thirty degrees outside now! Bah!

I invented something last night. It is an engine for a self propelled bike that runs off water. I am collecting materials to build a prototype right now. That is all of the info you get. If you want to know more, call me. Don't know my number? Guess you can't know more.

I am going to play the paintball tomorrow and I am looking forward to that. Balls!

Everything around me is changing. Everybody I know now is somebody different than they were when I met them, at least to me. Friends are leaving or staying but growing distant, enemies are becoming friends. Family is becoming acquaintance. I have no controll over any of this, but what is life without change. Is it really progress? There is know way of knowing whether it was better in the past or now or will be in the future without just living through it all and seeing how it comes out in the end.

I don't know if it is just the fact that I am changing drasically and don't know it or that everyone else is, but I will just say this, I miss everybody. If I don't miss you now, I will shortly, and you know who you are.

I made a few new years resolutions, two. One: No cigarettes on new years day. Two: gain the acquaintance of that friend from college I am always reading about.

Dirt smells dirty, but oranges are delicious.

Who are you?

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your worst nightmare, or your best friend. You choose.

7:26 PM  

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