March 22nd, 2003


(no subject)

First of all: Hi Meredith! You rock and I wish I were as cool as you are! Hehe, much love to ya.

Happy Spring to everybody! Also, happy 3/4 of the way through the school year. Since next week is the start of a new quarter, this weekend is a three day-no homework weekend. Ah, good times.

This past week has been pretty relaxed (or my past week). Didn't seem like we really did much in school and, except for Monday, I basically had no homework. I still find things to stress over, because, well, I guess I'm just good at that.

Bentley has decided to make every single on of it's students write a two page essay on their thoughts on the war. This is really the first time that my school has ever really cared whether the student body knows anything about the current conflicts or forced them to have an opinion. I mean, I think that everyone should be educated on the matter and should form their own opinion. Seems like every time I ask someone they look at me like I'm wierd to care. Alright, so it may seem quite foreign and irrelevant to a lot of people, but the truth is that war will change the future of the country that we live in. However, this assignment won't help. Most people will just look up a few sources and change the words around so it doesn't look like their plagarism. So, yay for Bentley! Inaffective as usual. Hehe.

On someting completely unrelated, I really don't understand how people can pour their whole hearts out in online journals. I mean, I use this as a way to let people, who I don't see very often, know what's going on with me. I do vent in here, but I don't express my inner most thoughts or troubles. To me it seems like when people do that they don't really seem to be affected all that much by whatever is bothering them, and only express it for attention and condolences. It seems like their just saying "well yeah, this horrible thing is happening to me. Let's see how much sympathy I can get!". I perfer to keep those things to myself, because I've never been one for obligated, superficial concern. Of course there are those people who create their own problems just for attention, and recieving that attention is all that they need to feel better. I've just never understood that sort of dependency.