An entry about my life? It’ll never work

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they’d never expect it.

— Jack Handey

I think I’m actually going to back away from all the politically focused entries that I’ve been doing of late for some reason and get back to concentrating on my life in general. That’s what diaries are for after all.

Unfortunately, the problem I come across whenever I try and do this is that my life never really provides me with a lot of conversation topics. I basically go to class each day, occasionally stopping to chat with a classmate about some teacher’s infuriating testing policy. The conversation usually goes something like this:

Them: “I hate these teachers! Why do they give me all these tests and assignments at one time! Woe is me!”

Me: “Well, you knew about the tests and assignments a long time ago didn’t you.”

Them: “Yes, but I’m incredibly irresponsible and I blame the teachers.”

Me: “Oh, well, yes that’s reasonable, I guess.”

Just repeat that conversation 10 times a day, throw some BET music in the background and you’ve got my life. There’s just not a lot of diary entries you can write about that. It’s quite pathetic really. I just wish I’d fall in love and be tragically rejected so I’d have something to mourn for about a month. It’d spice up the diary.

See, I knew this would happen. A whole diary dedicated to my life? My life just doesn’t have enough substance to it for me to pull it off. Thus, I’ll be forced to do some poor political commentary about how the rain forest is being destroyed tomorrow. So, don’t say I didn’t warn you.