Strawberries
May. 13th, 2002 01:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenWord counting in classics is so not what I want to be doing this afternoon. I would rather be at home in bed - or if not in bed, perched on the greatly uncomfortable computer bench because I really don't mind - anywhere but here...
I would have strawberries to eat and Silverchair to listen to, and I definitely wouldn't be wearing school uniform... I'll have to think about it.
I wish I were at home like Enid.
Failing that, I'd like to be... somewhere else. Um... New York. Hawaii. Oh, Vancouver! I would like that. It's pretty there, oh, so pretty - mountains and oceans and the harbour is all sparkling clean and pretty and apparently they film Stargate eps there sometimes. That's why a lot of the planets look the same. Apparently....
Also, apparently, six percent of the American population are on Prozac. I can't think of any mnore pointless information at this point in time.
Why does anyone bother reading this crap? My life is so boring and yet it makes me depressed. This bites.
I would have strawberries to eat and Silverchair to listen to, and I definitely wouldn't be wearing school uniform... I'll have to think about it.
I wish I were at home like Enid.
Failing that, I'd like to be... somewhere else. Um... New York. Hawaii. Oh, Vancouver! I would like that. It's pretty there, oh, so pretty - mountains and oceans and the harbour is all sparkling clean and pretty and apparently they film Stargate eps there sometimes. That's why a lot of the planets look the same. Apparently....
Also, apparently, six percent of the American population are on Prozac. I can't think of any mnore pointless information at this point in time.
Why does anyone bother reading this crap? My life is so boring and yet it makes me depressed. This bites.