Great Flood
So it's been raining really heavily here, and I think I have been a little bit calloused towards what's been happening in a town near me named La Conchita. A mudslide there wiped out a large part of the town, and I read this heartbreaking story about a man who went out to get ice cream and came back to find his home buried with his 3 children and wife inside.
I love the rain, but this is... I don't know. Somehow, I feel guilty for this. And somehow, it kind of freaks me out, because I just keep thinking about all this crazy stuff, like the tsunami, the earthquake, and how we've had the worst storm in a decade shortly after the tsunami... I mean, there were tornados. In southern California. How crazy is that?
*Sigh* I'm really tired of not sleeping. Literally. I think I'll put off homework tonight and go to bed super-early so I won't fall asleep with the teacher sitting right next to me in English. Speaking of English, there's a creepy and brilliant short story named "The Yellow Wallpaper" that I highly recommend.
And now, for a stream, a tricke, and a river of consciousness...
Piano soft and sweet with the errors of experience homework is stupid i don't know why i'm typing this as i really have no thoughts to write down right now. i mean, it's one thing to ask questions of yourself but it's another to just plow ahead with a project you don't know how to complete and an essay you don't want to right and millions of things are wrong in the world but the one thing that's right makes it all worth it. I hate being labeled, grouped, categorized, listed, I hate having a number in my high school because for christs sake how much harder is it to type the whole ten letters of my name? it's not a big fucking deal. people say that it's strange for humans to need so much sound sound sound all the time all around you and surrounding you and that's why iPods are so popular -there's a new iPod out- and how it seems like we're trying so hard to talk to god but at the same time we're not giving him a chance with the cold chaos around us all the time. i don't think i really want to hear god though. i mean, what would he/she/it say to me? erik, you're going to die on may 7th, 2089, of liver failure and diabetes, because you're a fucking sugar nut. yeah, i wouldn't put it past this deity. you know who god reminds me of? Lincoln. Don't ask me why. Just a resemblence in there somewhere this new theme glows on my computer and it kinda flips me out I don't know why it's glowing. I want the new Mac mini, it's really cute and my mom wants to get it. I'm getting tired of writing this all down so i'm going to shut up now. I have developed carpal tunnel syndrome.
"I need some sleep, I can't go on like this
tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss
everyone says i'm getting down too low
everyone says you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go"
I love the rain, but this is... I don't know. Somehow, I feel guilty for this. And somehow, it kind of freaks me out, because I just keep thinking about all this crazy stuff, like the tsunami, the earthquake, and how we've had the worst storm in a decade shortly after the tsunami... I mean, there were tornados. In southern California. How crazy is that?
*Sigh* I'm really tired of not sleeping. Literally. I think I'll put off homework tonight and go to bed super-early so I won't fall asleep with the teacher sitting right next to me in English. Speaking of English, there's a creepy and brilliant short story named "The Yellow Wallpaper" that I highly recommend.
And now, for a stream, a tricke, and a river of consciousness...
Piano soft and sweet with the errors of experience homework is stupid i don't know why i'm typing this as i really have no thoughts to write down right now. i mean, it's one thing to ask questions of yourself but it's another to just plow ahead with a project you don't know how to complete and an essay you don't want to right and millions of things are wrong in the world but the one thing that's right makes it all worth it. I hate being labeled, grouped, categorized, listed, I hate having a number in my high school because for christs sake how much harder is it to type the whole ten letters of my name? it's not a big fucking deal. people say that it's strange for humans to need so much sound sound sound all the time all around you and surrounding you and that's why iPods are so popular -there's a new iPod out- and how it seems like we're trying so hard to talk to god but at the same time we're not giving him a chance with the cold chaos around us all the time. i don't think i really want to hear god though. i mean, what would he/she/it say to me? erik, you're going to die on may 7th, 2089, of liver failure and diabetes, because you're a fucking sugar nut. yeah, i wouldn't put it past this deity. you know who god reminds me of? Lincoln. Don't ask me why. Just a resemblence in there somewhere this new theme glows on my computer and it kinda flips me out I don't know why it's glowing. I want the new Mac mini, it's really cute and my mom wants to get it. I'm getting tired of writing this all down so i'm going to shut up now. I have developed carpal tunnel syndrome.
"I need some sleep, I can't go on like this
tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss
everyone says i'm getting down too low
everyone says you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go"
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