5/2/98 man, i'm so sick with biology up to my damned eyeballs. i hate reports, i hate biology, i hate biology teachers...it's all so hateable. i can only hope that my cd's can console me...'there you are with aunt louise, you're bouncing on her knees, remember all those trees behind the garden? they're gone they all got cut down when she died' love this song....ohhhhhh edddie walllker....
anyways, things have mellowed out...everything's boring again...yippee! i just got done watching face-off on hbo. it's a pretty good movie actually. it was pretty sad in some parts...poor little adam left alone and he had a shit for a father...and poor little michael killed...ugh..i don't know why i find so much sadness in an action movie...chrissakes...
ever notice how some people get so nervous or just bored they just start to do something....like tap their fingernails on a tabletop...or twirl their hair...or push the button on the top of their pen...crack their knuckles... i'm a knuckle cracker all the way...and i tap my nails...and i switch my rings from finger to finger...and i constantly try to get non-existent dirt from underneath my fingernails...i always do that...even when i'm lying in bed...i just play with my nails and rings...nervous habits...i know they have some sort of 'deep' meaning...like a person who twirls their hair is an avid thinker...or a person who taps their fingernails is going to grow up to be some big corporate lawyer...i dunno...it has to mean something...oh man...the evil babble monster is paying a visit...this is where i shut up
