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Robert Zimmerman

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Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class!

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..:My Fitness Fit (ness):..
Thursday 5.6.04 09:56 pm

Nothing much went on today. I have to redo the physical fitness tests, though. It doesn't make any sense. I did them with my old PE class (ie the one I liked) right before I switched into athletics... and now they want me to do them again and they won't tell me why. I hate bureaucracy...

It really annoys me that Mrs. Hamiltion decided to broadcast to her classes that I got the high score on the test... Well, I guess I'd want to know who got the high score... but I wouldn't care to hear any details about them. She apparently rattled on and on about how I'm a great student and how she thinks I should be in AP and the like. I don't know what she thinks gives her the right to start blabbing about how smart she thinks I am... I don't want everyone coming to me for help (not that I'm not willing to give it) it'd just get annoying very quickly. I've never liked people thinking of me as intelligent, there's a lot of hectic activity around those types of people. I'd rather be left alone to chat with friends... without people coming over and asking for my homework.

Hmm... Anyway. I am officially sick. I have a mild case of laryngitis and some sort of stomach bacteria that's giving me a stomach ache. I really don't think I should go to school tomorrow... heck, I don't think I should have gone today, but I have my reasons for wanting to go.

Homework sucks... It's going to take me forever again. I don't like being up until two.

Later, DS
~ My box of matches says, "Product Features: Portable, Easy to light, Environmentally sound, Burns clean with minimal smoke, Strong, sturdy splint, Safe, non-toxic head, (Results may vary)."

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..:A Long Day, That's About It:..
Wednesday 5.5.04 10:14 pm

Bah, the track meet took way too long today. I wrote a lot in my actual journal, so I think I'll paraphrase it (excluding the parts *someone* might find offensive... or just too mushy) since it's about eight pages long.

I find it interesting that my birthday is one of the only days of the year that I'll answer personal questions without much restraint. It didn't turn out too well last year. I guess there's really only one person whom I hope remembers and at least says something - screw my family. I don't know. Maybe I'm just trying to hard... That was a little of topic. I've never really understood why I'm so willing to give people something (even if it's just a flower or answering a question) on my birthday. I've always got the impression you were supposed to recieve things on your birthday. Maybe it's just because I've never had any sort of a worthwhile celebration and it brings me a little joy to be able to think I helped someone.

[Huge cut from my journal... Nothing that should interest you...] Damn this bus! It's making it increasingly hard to write... [More editing...]

I wrote Surface of the Moon (a poem) to reveal how I feel and say what I'm too scared to say in person... I don't want to show her, though, I'm afraid of what she might say. [Lots more editing...]

Bah, enough with my depressing chatter, I might as well say something about the good in my life, eh? I didn't flunk the quiz in Phillips... although I'm still pissed about the map test. (I got off the bus, by the way, and I'm very thankful.) I did a lot better than I expected on the Bio test that I was worried about. I'd gladly give some of my points to *ahem*[edit]*ahem*, though I doubt she would accept them... I'm confusing myself thinking about this.

(12:50) Let's see I'm at Woodside right now and I'm going to be here until the end - I have the last event, as always. I'm being forced to sit here and wait. All I have to do at the moment is watch the races, which I've never really considered very interesting. Oh well, I guess I'll go try to help doing something...

Well, it's 5:50 and I still haven't done a damn thing. Someone just threw a water bottle on the track and I got to laugh at the camera guy running over to the guy with the gun waving his arms and yelling, "Stop!" It was grossly funny to see his fat wobble as he ran. As he walked back, the strap for his camera broke and I found that oddly amusing also... I wish more was happening, though, as I've just been sitting here doing nothing for the past four hours. I'm going to go play cards or something.


Since I haven't written anything else in my journal about the meet, I'll just say I came in seventeenth in the state for the 200 meter dash. I got a 25.74 split. I guess that's it. I don't want to bore you with the happenings on the bus, though I will say Daisy and Angel slapped me a total of... however many my tallies add up to - probably somewhere around forty times. Twas a fun day, all in all.

I guess if you really want to see the entire journal entry, you can ask me and I'll probably show it to you... Though I don't know why you'd want to see it.

Later, DS
~ Fancy ketchup isn't all too fancy when it's smeared all over your face.

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..:Deep Sleep:..
Tuesday 5.4.04 09:28 pm

PALs at Woodside tomorrow... I'm not too enthused about having to run or leaving Bio early. I'm also not too happy I got put in long jump either. The qualifiying length was eightteen feet; my farthest jump was seventeen feet eleven inches. Rick decided to lie to get me in; he said they probably wouldn't check the numbers and, if they did, to say it was his fault. I don't know... If I actually medal, which probably won't happen, I'd feel bad considering I wasn't even supposed to be jumping.

I don't know what everyone in Dreyer's Geo class was talking about - her test was ridiculously easy. So what if it took most of the period? I mean, I probably got most of the problems wrong but it still seemed easy.

I guess I'll be getting a little extra sleep tonight since I was completely dead when I got to school this morning. It'll be fun to get to bed at the time I usually start doing my homework.

Later, DS
~ What's the point of restyling your hair if you're just going to wear a hood?

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..:Ishy:..
Monday 5.3.04 4:53 pm

Yesterday was really hectic for my not doing anything. I woke up around ten thanks to someone with a blocked number calling me twice with about a six minute gap in between. I was a little angry, but I got up and did... something. I think I read for awhile, but I can't be too sure. I ate at twelve and went to go see a movie. It was kind of interesting. I had to walk to and from the theatre. The movie wasn't too great, but hey, it was worth a twelve (ish) mile walk. After that, I went to Office Depot and wasted some time, then I realized I really wanted to go to CompUSA... I walked over and they didn't have what I wanted anyway. Bah, I'm rambling... I think I'll stop now.

Not too much went on today either. I got slapped by both Angel and Daisy and I think Carmen was pretty close to doing it also. Anyway, PALs are going to suck... I have to the first of the three meets on Wednesday. I hope I'm in a stable enough condition to not suck.

Also, I've been using (not wasting, mind you) a lot of my time thinking about someone. That's a little off topic, but my life has been off as of late. I've been talking to people into the early hours of the morning just a little too often.

Later, DS
~ Aren't I a QLF?

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..:Just How I Like It:..
Saturday 5.1.04 1:12 pm

I've been reflecting on a lot of things lately and I realized something. My life is exactly how I want it to be at the moment. There's no one chasing after me and annoying me; I don't have a large amount of homework; I'm in a blah mood - right in the middle; I've got friends to talk to, someone I care about, and someone that either cares enough about me or cares little enough that they don't mind my personality; I really only want one thing and it's actually a relatively pure thing, too. I guess things are really okay after all.

However, I think I'm a really weird person too. I want to be in a relationship, but I fear it to no end. There are a lot of things that can go wrong for someone in my position. Waiting is definitely the best idea for me at the moment, at least in my opinion. *cough*Jee Won*cough*

There isn't a whole lot else to say. I just got up and nothing has happened of enough interest to rant about. I guess I'll go play Grandia II... I should really finish it and break my silly taboo... but... reading would be nice too.

Later, DS
~ What in the world do you do with all the plywood you find after a hurricane?

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..:A Spitting Angel:..
Friday 4.30.04 11:29 pm

Today was really dull, there's not a whole lot to say about it. I do think it's kinda cool that we're picking up the pace in Visions, though. We're finally starting to organize things for the magazine and sorting through the good and bad submissions.

Pretto was the sub for track and he let us go at three. All he had us do was walk around the lower field all period. Angel was talking about "feeling" something "natural" and when I came up behind her and said, "Natural," she jumped and spit out a ton of water. I did the same thing at the end of the period, except she decided to turn around before spitting...

Hello to everyone I saw tonight and didn't say anything to. Don't take it personally that I didn't say anything, I'm just a stuck-up idiot.

Later, DS
~ What rhymes with nostril?

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