Breoko

I Don't Know
2005-03-28 02:44:56 (UTC)

Ugh...

It has been an... "interesting" weekend, to say the least.
It all started with the little idea that since everyone
was leaving campus except one friend of mine, that I
should invite her along, if she wanted, to my house, so at
least she wouldn't be sitting in her room all weekend
alone. I know the feeling and it really sucks, but right
now, that's all I'd want to do at the moment. Heck, right
now it is almost to tiring to type. .; Ugh, and I'm
making so many, what I like to call, typo demons right
now. Anyway, I seemed to have forgotten what having
company over is really like. It is very tiring for me. I
always feeling like I'm boring, or I'm not being a good
enough host, and I literally rack my brain for things to
do and say. It wears me out. I'm not a very social person,
so stuff like that just doesn't come easy to me. However,
the good thing about bringing someone along was that my
family was to busy trying to look nice then get on to me
about things. That was very, very good. On the other hand,
when I wanted to get back my brother or sister for stupid
things they did, I couldn't... That was very, very bad, as
I am very short tempered and agressive, and like beating
their little heads in, but I couldn't. Guess I was trying
to hard to look nice like my family as well. Ah, you gotta
love being fake... I should know, I probably have some
split personality dissorder, or will get one, from being
two totally different people, depending if I'm here at
school, or back home. Ugh, my brain hurts.

I've got some other crap to write about, but I don't
really know if I want to or not. Eh, might as well, since
I don't feel like working on homework right now. Let's
see.. Let's go back a couple of days. Ok, so Wednesday
night, I was finally getting places with my paper, you
know, the one I had been whining about in my last posts.
So I'm going along, doing my thing, and here walks in a
girl I've known for a little while here. She's a very cool
bitch, as she says, the type of girl I'd happily die just
to have a chance at being reincarnated into someone like
her. She is very confindent in herself, something I'm
nothing at all like, and really wish I could be. Also very
independent, another trait I could only dream of. Back to
the story I'm trying to tell. She walked in, and whispered
in my ear that she had some "Jim" in her room, if I'd like
to take a break from my paper and join her. Of course,
whenever the chance to break many rules and get away with
it comes, I'm in. So there we were, drinking in her dorm
room, and having a great time. Of course, I couldn't have
to much cause I needed to have that paper, and also I
didn't want to be so obviously noticable by our RA's or
the on campus cops. After all, I'm still just 19, heh.
This proved to make things more interesting, as she though
I was 21. Oops. Actually, everyone here at school has
always thought I was older than I was, even though I'm
very short. I always wondered that, and even asked her
that question that night, and she told me because I acted
mature for my age, and was also quieter than the freshmen
and sophmores, which the last one I am. But even my first
semester of my freshman year, I got invited over the the
apartments for a party that a small DDR/video game group.
They were all juniors and seniors, and then gaped at me
when I told them I was only 18 and a freshman. Heh, it was
pretty funny. But I did have to learn the campus fast
because my own class would come to me and ask where places
were. Wow, I'm way off topic. Anyways, to wrap things up,
Wednesday night was a lot of fun, because I got to just
hang around someone awsome and for once be myself. And for
at this school, that is something amazing. What's even
more amazing and funny is going over how I broke the
campus rules for drinking, drinking in the dorm itself,
being underage, driving at 12am to get something to eat
with her (don't worry, we never got drunk and she drove
very slowly and safely), and talking to an RA (resident
assistant, a girl who is in charge of a certain wing of a
dorm, and can fine us for doing things wrong), all in a
span of a couple hours, and then finishing my paper at
2:30 am Thursday. I'm hoping though my paper does well...
^^;

Ah, now onto Thursday, and what happened. Thursday was our
school's Easter Pageant, meaning pretty much half the
class was gone to either: A, take part in the corny
pageant they have every Easter, I'll explain this in a
little while, B, watch the pageant, or C, skip because
they could use the pageant as an excuse, as if the
teachers are really that dumb. Now, about this pageant.
For a couple weeks, people get parts and "practice" for
the showing of Jesus' life and death, put in an hour's
worth of show. Now here is the great part. You see, they
are "acting", if you can call it that, but the entire
outside play is recorded. Yeah, recorded to old, cheesy
voices, lines, and music. And this is a big thing for the
school. Sad, but true. But this isn't all. For the
performance, they also paint themselves, head, neck, arms,
and legs, darker and dirtier, and dress in those
traditional and steriotypical bible garb. And they are
dressed like this all day long. Come on, could someone
seriously not break out in fits of laughter while passing
some girl dressed up like that and with a fake beard glued
on? I couldn't help but snicker all day long, and of
course, get glared at. These people, no, this school and
this town, they are all so serious about this dumb play.
Of course, all day long people ask me to come and say how
great it is. I did try it, last year, because I try to be
fair, but it really sucks. You stand there, cause usually
you can't find a place to sit because it is so crowded,
and watch people lip read. They say it is all moving and
crap, but all I feel is the need to move my legs and
escape. Summary and conclusion: It is sucky, and sad, so
very sad.

Well, that pretty much sums up last week and this weekend.
Hurray. Glad I finally got all this written down. Though I
still have some rants in me, this is where I will end
today. Happy rest of the three hours of Pagan Fertility
Day, as my father told me this afternoon. ^^; I actually
like that a lot better than Easter, as I couldn't even
remember all last week and this weekend that it was Easter.




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