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Monday, January 19, 2004
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Welcome Schitty Wok, Take your order Pease?

Happy MiLK Day! I'm telling you, there's nothing like a much-needed holiday the second week of a semester. I caught up on a lot of sleeping, and my house was overdue for a lot of required cleanings. Given the relatively small amount of work to be done today, and the ample amount of time to do it in, I was able to catch up on my web surfing as well, which brings me to the point of my post: Teenagers.

Is it just me, or are kids WAY too melodramatic these days? I realize that I myself am not speaking from too much experience, but then again I was never what one would or could call ordinary. Today, I managed to unearth blogs of some kids that I possibly went to high school with, at least some of them are old enough for it to have been feasible. Regardless, most of them just seem to whine about how much life sucks, and they haven't even experienced much of it. Or is that possibly what they are complaining about? Who knows, but it seems to me that being a dork and having no life is suddenly the coolest thing to write about. As always, I'm ahead of the trends. I was a dork LONG before it was cool, but I find myself in circumstances where I am unable to benefit from my foresight. Soon, I predict that clean-shaven, a timeless, generic haircut, and conservative clothing will be all the fad. Kids will also get interested in politics, and appreciate the finer things in life, like classical literature, fine paintings, and Die Hard: With a Vengence.

Some of us are just way ahead of our time, and pioneers are only cool after they're dead. Give me two hundred years, and my name will be in a Houghton Mifflin text book... and this time it wouldn't be petty vandalism.

Jeff C.


 
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