It's the New Year. God damn, now I have to remember to put a 3 in there. Fuck I hate that. Fuck you New Year.
January 11th, 2003:
I know I'm a few years late with this, but who actually gave a shit about Elian Gonzalez? There are about a billion other people who do the same stuff every year...the media is so weird.
January 22nd, 2003:
Updated almost daily my ass! I see a patern in the dates I choose to update...anyway, I hate everyone. And I hate Final Exams. They are the single stupidest idea EVER. The concept of covering what you've learned in an entire semester in one test is utter bullshit. Especially when your Spanish teacher is a dirty cocksucker who doesn't choose to teach you most of what will be on the exam except a week before in a "review game". Fuck you Spanish teachers. And your dirty cocksucking habits too.
January 31st, 2003...Eh fuck it it's February in my book:
http://www.oamweb.com/entertainment/inuranic/homoffenanddeco.jpg
That's a few months back, but timeless in my mind.
February 4th, 2003:
On Monday, in Biology, a girl who sits next to me turns and says "Jason, why do they call you The Reverend?" I took out my Reverend certificate I keep in my wallet and told her the story. She goes "Oh my God! What are you still doing in school? You could like, get your own job and make money and get your own house! Oh, does this mean you can't get married?" I would just like to say...wow. I've met some ditzy people in this world but...damn. Did she think being a Reverend was like fucking having a PhD? Fuck.
February 10th, 2003:
My socks smell when I come home from school on gym days.