I'm getting angstier every day. I'm really bored, so I am going to write a clusterfuck post. Mostly, This is me telling you that you shouldn't read this if you have something better to do. Because it is going to be long, and really not funny or interesting at all.
The face I am making while I write this post.
I have been in Candyland for approximately 8 days. I have already blogged about how I spend all of my time lurking coffee shops, or stealing electricity from UCSD. I have already blogged about how fucking angsty I am. But it's time to blog about some real shit. Some real life shit. Mostly, how much "Cali" rules (from a dudebro's standpoint) and how much my old high school sucks.
Firstly: A Dudebro's Description of "Cali"
I really miss Oberlin. A total dudebro asked me why I missed Ohio, and then he proceeded to describe to me how much California rocks.
Cali is the best, Cali has the best ganj, the best surf, and the best looking girls. Sometimes, I smoke ganj in my car and then go sit on sunset cliffs and watch the sunset over the ocean. It is like, totally beautiful. Like, and then I smoke more ganj, and then I get a burrito, and then I go to bed. and I wake up, and I smoke ganj and go to High School. And it's just like, the best existence ever. I love cali. Why would u ever want to leave? Like, Seriously: The ganj! It's the best ganj!
CALI. GANJ. SURF. BURRITOS. DUDEBRO.
I know, it's confusing, why would I ever want 2 leave? I love to surf, and I love ganj.
But I think it is time to expose the truth about Candyland, and that is through a detailed description of my old high school.
The biggest joke about being at home again, is being around my old high school.
It is a legitimate place. It is a strange place. It is a ghei place. I think they describe it best on their website:
BISHOP'S IS A FAMILY
Step on to the campus of The Bishop's School and you enter an uncommon place. The grassy Quad, the distinctive Irving Gill designed buildings, St. Mary's Chapel and its tower with a gold-tiled dome, all contribute to a setting that fits the vision of the School's founder, Ellen Browning Scripps,"... that the silent influences of environment play a part in the deepening and development of the mind."
As a college preparatory school, Bishop's believes that certain skills, knowledge, and the ability to reason are necessary to meet the demands of a college education and to benefit from it. The School's affiliation with the Episcopal Church reflects the belief that knowledge combined with a spiritual awareness better enables students to function as caring, effective adults in today's world. At Bishop's, the focus is on developing the whole person.
~*The QuAd*~
~*CaNdyLanD*~
The only think that The Bishop's School has made me is angsty. Really fucking angsty. like, FML I'm upper class! and like, why doesn't anyone else listen to Godspeed you! Black Emperor?
TBS NVR4G3TTTTTTTT
I visited my old high school when I came back earlier this month. But I have not returned since I have left BK (NVR4G3tT 170 TILLARY ST). Last time I returned, it was appropriate. It was "Winter Break", people were still around. However, now that everyone is gone, I am a lone warrior roaming the streets of La Jolla (commonly referred to as Lj, or L-gay).
I have not yet returned to the Bishop's School campus, however, I have seen every single student from my old high school at least once in the last week.
This is what I have learned:
Everyone at my old high school thinks they are alt because they like the new animal collective album.
Everyone at my old high school thinks that I am "crazy" for not wearing "pants" in this "freezing" weather (it is 64 degrees.)
Everyone at my old high school thinks that Oberlin is in Germany. (Get it? Oh, Berlin!.. Omg that's so witty)
Everyone at my old high school thinks that I have no home, and that I purely lurk Coffee Shops.
Everyone at my old high school thinks I am a lesbian (because I wear Doc Martens, and because I hang out with Esra all the time)
Everyone at my old high school looks like Malibu Barbie.
Everyone at my old high school "doesn't understand" me.
Ultimately, Everyone at my old high school... sucks.
But mostly,
Everyone at my old high school thinks I dropped out of college.
I have explained to everyone that this is true, but only so I can become an artist. Nobody understands my jokes. My fellow Bishops School Class of '08 friend Alex, has also dropped out of college (apparently). He and I are the only ones here this time of year. Because of this, we have dropped out of college. Because we are the only ones here, and because we go to Grocery Stores together, we are also apparently dating.. Maybe it's because we go to grocery stores and buy heart-shaped candy to make "art" out of?
~*CaNdy Art*~ *~ LUV *~
*~My BoyFrienD*~ (Joe JONAS LOL)
To end this blog post, that really sucks, I have decided to enlist the help of the Bishop's School for Boys and Girls website:
Members of The Bishop's School will maintain integrity, honor, responsible citizenship, and respect for the rights of others.*
*Unless yr gay or if you dropped out of college.
THE BISHOP'S SCHOOL FOR BOYS AND GIRLS, FOUNDED IN 1909 NVR4G3T
P.S. I have re-titled my winter term project "Chain-smoking outside of La Jolla Coffee Shops with my new boyfriend Alex Meyer because I dropped out of college."*
*Also, "Getting Angstier every day"
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