So, man. It's almost ten on the night before my Social 20 written exam. I have not studied one ounce at all. None. Not a tiny bit. I have no idea what I learned before November. Or really much of November too. I probably won't study. I will probably do very badly, but get a good mark anyway. I will probably not learn anything new from this experience. I probably won't study next year either.
Instead I'll sit in front of my computer,
listening to Elliott Smith, and Belle & Sebastian,
and not study,
and read blogs all night,
and not even go to bed early
or do any of my other homework.


I realized last night that there are no rules. There is nothing that can not be challenged with little resistance. So you have to make up your own rules, and live by them, or not, because it's up to you, and you can make your rules and you can change them, or you can not have any rules. There's not a lot we can do, so we just live by our own rules.

I'm going to Africa, or Latin America or Indonesia and I'm going to make a difference to one persons life. That's my rule. I'm throwing all the rest away. I'm breaking the rules that aren't really there. I guess I could say I'm rebelling against history or something obscure like that. But I won't. I'm just listening, and loving, and living.