man. sometimes i hate people.
okay, not hate. but really dislike them.
i need to go back to smoking pot everyday so that i won't care about anything and be all burnt out by the time i'm 33.
okay, maybe not.
to be 10 again.
on a brighter note, tomorrow i'm going to watch the matrix reloaded. hoorah!
there was prattle riding through the airwaves as the smell of graduation and celebration clung off the thick air. being dressed up in a suit is always the exception so i reveled in my non-shady, anti-gansta, almost respectable look. i don't know from where, but an overwhelming sense of disappointment enshrouded me, and my vision became blurred and sandy. amidst all the joy and vivacity i felt sad and incomplete.
i shrugged it off, because i knew i was happy where i was. life is as full and undiminished as you want to make it, i clicked to myself, and i returned to the revelry and jubilation where i let myself become festively content.
