Underdogs and Tidal Waves

Southside of Mellow
2002-09-15 03:29:56 (UTC)

The parallel predictable

September 14, 2002
Saturday 10:59 p.m.

It's the weekend once again.
Busy again with all the same crap.
I'm loaded with homework and forced with places to go.
And all these little Avril Lavigne wannabes are popping
up again.
Oh God, I am going to barf.
It makes me sick looking at all these punk posers who
don't even know what they stand for.
They don't even know the essence of punk and it's causes.
They don't even know what they hell they're doing.

Well anyway, this what I've done so far.
Every time I come downstairs my parents are constantly
shoving medicine down my throat.
I hate medicine.
All I do is get energy drained from them and then I feel
tired.
Today I slept for 4 hours from taking a couple of
teaspoons of cough syrup.

Well I spent the day watching past episodes of the
Real World on mtv.
I saw episodes of Real World:Chicago, Real World:Miami,
Real World: Back to New York.
I'd say my favorite season is Back to New York since it
was the first season that I started watching the Real
World seriously.
It is by far, a truly fascinating show and the mother
of all reality shows.

I also bought some purple dye today.
I streaked my hair purple.
It didn't really show up that much.
It actually was a funny sight.
Me standing there in this baggy pajama shirt, pulling this
purple gunk outta this tube and then blending it into
my messy long hair.
I stood there blending the purple gunk into my dark black
greasy hair.
Then after awhile I didn't really like the results so I
jumped into thje shower and started rinsing off.
Purple puddles spilled into the bath tub from my messy
black hair.
But luckily the puddles went down the drain and didn't
stain the tub.

Well it's Saturday night and I still have lots of work to
do.
I still have to finish typing this really long history
outline.
So much to do.
So little time.




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