Happy Endings Are For Saps

So, yesterday I found an earwig in an empty pack of gum. Instead of killing it, I closed the pack back up, and left it there, since I can't stand the crunching sound of killing bugs. Maybe I should have just thrown it away, who knows? Anyway, a few minutes later, another earwig comes crawling out from behind a movie tape, and I kill it, by hitting it repeatedly with the movie tape. But then I wondered, what if it was just coming to rescue that trapped earwig, and I completely destroyed the story by killing the hero?

Expectations vs. Reality

Highschool isn't as fun as I thought it was going to be.

I always thought days off school would consist of sneaking my girlfriend out of school, using my best friends voice impressions and his dad's precious car, to make off with a chaotic day in Chicago. Although that reference isn't reality, the one where I follow in Alan Ruck's footsteps and decide to rot in peace in bed on a school day instead, is. I don't have any friends who would be willing to force me out of the house and sneak off into the city on a boring day like this. Cameron Rye just got incredulously lucky (I won't lie, I didn't even think that was a real word when I just typed it up, but Chrome didn't correct me, so I righteously left it there). I don't like things peaceful, or relaxing, or calm.