Eating ice-cream
May. 17th, 2002 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenInteresting day so far. I didn't notice until quite late on that it was Friday - and then wondered why my Pedar agreed to take me to school. On the way I got him a Guardian, and a girl in the newsagent asked me, "Is your name Sze-kie?"
I said no, and left, mystified.
Pedar was pleased to get his Guardian, and somehow or other we got into a discussiom about the difference of the ideals in Das Kapital and Communism and practice. Finally decided it didn't work because people suck.
I got into school and immediately was bored. A deep, soul searing boredom that never changes. "How can you hide from what never goes away?"
Spent French lesson in a funny, devil-may-care mood, and laughed at Helena's pronouncement, "New Brighton never sleeps."
And then it was lunchtime, and I now do feel terrible. Not terrible in an oh-my-God-I-screwed someone over kind of way, but terrible in an oh-my-god-the-world-is-screwing-me-over kind of way.
Time to go...
I said no, and left, mystified.
Pedar was pleased to get his Guardian, and somehow or other we got into a discussiom about the difference of the ideals in Das Kapital and Communism and practice. Finally decided it didn't work because people suck.
I got into school and immediately was bored. A deep, soul searing boredom that never changes. "How can you hide from what never goes away?"
Spent French lesson in a funny, devil-may-care mood, and laughed at Helena's pronouncement, "New Brighton never sleeps."
And then it was lunchtime, and I now do feel terrible. Not terrible in an oh-my-God-I-screwed someone over kind of way, but terrible in an oh-my-god-the-world-is-screwing-me-over kind of way.
Time to go...