anger management

First: Happy Birthday Kristine!

Yesterday was Pi Day (3.14), which is basically a national holiday at JF so all day long people were eating and eating and eating. This is not just another reason to party during high school, but also a way of celebrating all things round and of encouraging people with more time than they have life to memorize pi to several hundred decimal places. You better recognize!

And last night was Lauren’s b-day party which I dj-ed. It was somewhere in Rustburg (I guess that’s how everyone describes any location in Rustburg).

As far as the dj-ing thing goes, I’m really getting tired of it. I’ve dj-ed parties, weddings, and other social events for easily two years now and the excitement is simply wearing off. Most of it is due to an extreme difficulty in hauling all my equipment around (especially lights which require infant care). Also I’m sick of the way people treat dj’s. It’s as if we’re just the stupidest people on the earth and if we can’t get everything right and appeal to everyone’s sympathies at the same time then we suck and don’t deserve to be paid. I guess I’ll drop the dj thing for now and wait until Jeremiah and I make our first and second million to open up ‘the club.’ At least the demand will be reversed because then people will go to it instead of call upon it. Oh well, just another life-long goal.

So by now you’re probably wondering what my blog title has to do with any of what I’ve written thus far. Obviously I’m not angry about the birthdays of Kristine and Lauren, and I’m definitely not going to whine about Pi Day. For some reason, I’ve been angry so often recently. It’s as if my natural state of being has become anger. Sometimes I’ll be mad about school, mad about home, mad about myself (most likely) and it’s normally without cause or just reason. This is just weird and confusing. It could be unnoticed or denied stress about something, but whatever it is I want to root it out and be calm and normal again. Hey, look, I can be my own counselor!

  

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