9/16/2005

Poor Shrubbery, Huzzah Steam

With a pitiful gardening attempt, the school has managed to make two bushes' lives miserable by misshaping them into roman letters.

Is that supposed to make me proud to be going here?
On a different campus scenerey note, the steam vents.

Conveniently placed in the middle of a busy intersection, there are two manhole covers labled "STEAM." They do just that. The smart people here have somehow managed to scald themselves while walking over them with flip-flops. I'm glad I go to a school with people of such high intellect and solid common sense.

Yesternight I realized yet again how socially inept I am. I guess the worst part is how I'm thick-headed, so I never really learns, and it comes back to strike me again and again. Then again, some people just emanate a presence which stings me to my soul.

A reflection of my current thoughts: "The brain drain, its the brain drain." Help! – Scientist

Music which just caused my spine to tingle: Rammstein - Tier.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

How do you know the bushes don't like it? There are too many anonymous people on this thing.

[EJ]

Shigekims said...

I asked them. They shivered.

Anonymous people are either lazy or sketchy.