I'm a Diced Tomato

Things are alright. They could be better.

The kids I hang out with are actually alright, one of them is actually quite twisted like I am, and that's cool. MICHAEL PILMER sent me "I threw up" stickers, along with a BEAUTIFULLY mutated envelope that was PERSONALIZED with a DEVO monkey and yeah...it's so cool. I feel so incredibly honored.

I went to an art museum last Sunday and it had lots of paintings from my favorite artists. Renoir, Monet, Warhol, Van Gogh. I'm such a sucker for museums, especially art ones. No Lichtenstein or Magritte, though.

We're going to watch "Idiocracy" in English. Or at least part of it. That movie is so funny. I love that class. We have such philosophical dscussions relating to de-evolution. We just finished "Fahrenheit 451" and I love that book. Re-reading when I know more and am into stuff like that a bit more makes me appreciate it even more. Our next unit is on advertising, and I can't wait. I love plastic things. Plastic, stupid, glossy, superficial, Chesire cat smile things. I love its affect on people. That class is so invigorating for my mind. I love it. It's so perfect, we've been going over things that I've been mitigating over in my mind lately. De-evolution, anti-thinking, superficiality. (Is that a word?)

School is awesome.

Bio teach played me DEVO on his boom box today in class. I love that class, too. I love teachers. <3

And that's what's going on.