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Off Work: Clerks
Jan. 20th, 2001 11:13 pmSo, I was just commenting on my other journal entry when I realized that I wanted everyone else to hear it.
My favorite movie is "Clerks" by Kevin Smith. I had not seen it in a while, so when I saw it the other day, it brought a new meaning to it. Dante was bitching about his day, and believe me, it was quite a horrible (but funny) day. He had to deal with egg-obsessed guidance counselors, boob-obsessed old Jewish men, and just plain old stupid people who got their arms stuck in Pringle's containers (the long ones?). Anyway, his friend Randal started to yell about all of his bitching. And you know? Randal was right. I mean, besides the fact that people who are starving in Africa would kill to live in America and with the stupid people who live in it, every person has a choice. They may not know it, but they do. Life is full of backward-ass fucks and people who try to use you, and lazy people, and sick people. You can either accept this and still be happy, or you could hate your life. I chose to work here in Kinko's. I chose to waste away my savings, and as a result, I had a shitty time in Student Teaching because I had to work like a dog. I chose to not argue with my teachers about how stupid they think I am, or was. I chose to not go to class 1X or 2X a semester. And, now I choose to act like an adult and chose my emotions. When I have to go to work, I must choose to hurry myself and my boyfriend up. When I want some money, I must choose not to spend it on extravagent dinners. (OK, it was Houlihan's in the Cherry Hill mall, but it was still $70.) Well, I am going to choose to be a better person, and a better witch. Right now, for example, I choose to go get Angel so I can get home and go to sleep. See you all later.
My favorite movie is "Clerks" by Kevin Smith. I had not seen it in a while, so when I saw it the other day, it brought a new meaning to it. Dante was bitching about his day, and believe me, it was quite a horrible (but funny) day. He had to deal with egg-obsessed guidance counselors, boob-obsessed old Jewish men, and just plain old stupid people who got their arms stuck in Pringle's containers (the long ones?). Anyway, his friend Randal started to yell about all of his bitching. And you know? Randal was right. I mean, besides the fact that people who are starving in Africa would kill to live in America and with the stupid people who live in it, every person has a choice. They may not know it, but they do. Life is full of backward-ass fucks and people who try to use you, and lazy people, and sick people. You can either accept this and still be happy, or you could hate your life. I chose to work here in Kinko's. I chose to waste away my savings, and as a result, I had a shitty time in Student Teaching because I had to work like a dog. I chose to not argue with my teachers about how stupid they think I am, or was. I chose to not go to class 1X or 2X a semester. And, now I choose to act like an adult and chose my emotions. When I have to go to work, I must choose to hurry myself and my boyfriend up. When I want some money, I must choose not to spend it on extravagent dinners. (OK, it was Houlihan's in the Cherry Hill mall, but it was still $70.) Well, I am going to choose to be a better person, and a better witch. Right now, for example, I choose to go get Angel so I can get home and go to sleep. See you all later.
