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I just wasted 20 minutes of my studying time... - Mood:Good
Friday March 21 20084:25:48 PM |
reading the "YTers you hate most" or whatever thread.

I can't believe I wasted that much time on that.
And now I'm wasting time doing this.

I just got out of my Ancient Chinese Literature/History final, and I think I did rather well, tbh. If I don't get an A in that class I'm going to be uber pissed! Because I worked f*cking hard, AND studied my arse off!

I'm gonna say arse now because I don't know if ass is allowed. Muahaha.

ha.

UMMM I don't wnat to study for my drugs and society class, but the final is in about 2 hours. BLAH. Cram cram cram cram cram.

I know a lot abotu harm reduction anyways, and I went to most of the lectures and nearly all of the sections.

YAY for being a good uni/college student!


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snorting no-doze... - Mood:Good
Friday March 21 20083:18:40 AM |
f*ck I haven't done this in over a year.

It's hella gross, and my nose hurts . I wish I had something better. I have a paper to write and I'm SUPER tired; I have 2 finals tomorrow (which I've been studying all week for) and a paper due tomorrow.

I haven't even started the paper..blah...and I'm meeting one of my study buddies at 10 in the morning for a cram sesh before one of my finals (noon).

I need to wake the f*ck up! I took a cold shower, didn't work. I jumped around and did some things on my exercise ball, didn't work.

I think I'm just burnt the f*ck out. I had a 4 hour study session with this one girl today before work, then I worked for 6 hours and read/studied there, and now...now I have to write this f*cking paper and study for at least another hour.

Too bad I don't drink coffee. Or anything really caffeinated. I wish I had tea or something...blah.

but now I just have a hurting nose. and I shouldn't be on YT right now. meh.

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pissed of and i need to vent. Plus: do you know this tune? - Mood:Good
Thursday March 20 20082:22:13 AM |
Ok, sooooo

the guy I'm f*cking and I planned to "hang out" tonight, and I told him I"d call him after work. So I did, and he said he'd call me after he was done eating, and he did, but I was in the shower.

So, not even 15 minutes later, I called him back, and he informed me that he thought i was wasn't going to call him back so he made plans with this other girl he's f*cking.

we've talked about the fact that he's f*cking this other girl, and overall I'm OK with it, but don't f*Cking make plans with me and then break them like that. I feel very disrespected and kinda hurt. what a d*ck. Then he proceeded to "reschedule" but I told him I wasn't interested in rescheduling and hung up.

WTF.

Ok, and the tune goes.

Dun dun dun, (maybe C"s?) du nu nu nu nu nu nu nu

and in notes it would be something like

c d c, e e e e e d c

or something along those lines. Anything?

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Searching for my missing piece... - Mood:Good
Wednesday March 19 20083:41:08 AM |
I've been doing really f*cking well at completing myself on my own (I can sing, I can roll...)

but I do feel like I'm missing something. Not so much something to complete me, but I'm missing a whole bunch of experience.


I know myself pretty damn well, dammit. I know myself better than a lot of people know themselves, (and I know this...)

I dunno.

I just don't know.

And I don't expect you to either.

In other news, I have a really bad sinus/headache thing going on and my back aches. I seriously was *just* sick, so I don't know what this is. I probably picked up something at the gym.

LAME.

I worked at the radio place today again, that was cool. I like being on air. I also had my regular job too- where I study study studied like the excellent student I am.

if I don't get straight A's this quarter I'm gonna be pi-ssed. 'cause I worked really hard for A's this quarter. Really hard.

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Why do old people always feel like they need to save me? - Mood:Good
Sunday March 16 20087:56:49 PM |
I was making copies at Kinko's the other day, because my teacher is having us turn in all of our notes before the final...so i had to copy about 50 pages worth of notes...

but anyways, I'm stapling a bunch of papers together and I see this really, really old woman across the table kind of hovering about, and i notice her notice me. She walks over to me, (and mind you, this woman looks in her 90's, but she probably was about 85) and looks me straight in the eye and goes

"How are you doing today?"

And I replied that I'm alright...the day had just begun..

and she puts her hand on my shoulder and still looking me intently in the face, "I'm really, really glad to hear that"

and walks away.

OLD PEOPLE ALWAYS DO THIS SH*T TO ME. Though I had this really nice old couple come in to the hotel and ask me a bunch of questions about the area, they were really nice, and I think they got a kick out of me, tbh.

I'm making hemp jewelry at work. I just finished my fir

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To live this life is to love this life - Mood:Good
Saturday March 15 20084:29:38 PM |
I'm getting published in one of my school's literary magazines. I'm so excited about that! I got into the "good" one too, a lot of the faculty have been published in this and I always see it listed as a legit publication.

I mean, granted, my peers/friends *are* the ones publishing it, so I'm sure that helped, but I would like to believe that they didn't show any favoritism

Yesterday was hella fun. I worked for a bit, which was nice (I need the cash!) . Some crazy drunk bum came into my work and started trying to get my boss to give him a room, but she refused, so he sat down and refused to get up. She got frustrated with him and left, and then he started hitting on me.

"You have nice lips"
"mmhmm"
"You're really nice, I need nice people in my life"
"How am I nice? I haven't even said anything to you!"

and so on and so forth. He told me he needed to sit down because he got hit by a car and his head hurt.

So a coup

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Because we are your friends... - Mood:Good
Tuesday March 11 20084:06:58 AM |
You'll never be alone again.

Well, c'mon...


I'm downloading music. I just finished up D/ling Justice. Anyone have any cool recommendations? I'm basically down for anything. What I"ve downloaded the past 2 days includes:

Justice
Marilyn Manson
(more) Daft Punk
Cat Power
The Who
Richie Valens
Radiohead's rainbows
Elvis
The Slits
The Raincoats
Sam Cooke
Broken Social Scene
Jackie Wilson

Recommend something I probably don't have, but would like...

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Boo for early saturday nights! - Mood:Good
Saturday March 08 20083:43:29 AM |
I got in around 12:30...boo. But, honestly, the bar was way too crowded for decent conversation, I played a couple games of darts (and won, duh!), and got over it.

So I biked around for a bit and came home.

I probably should study...

but instead I'll watch hilariously ridiculous things.

Like this:

Evil-eye-baby

and listen to Bob Dylan be lonely and let his hair hang low.

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I`m stuck in bizarro world - Mood:Good
Wednesday March 05 20087:09:44 AM |
so...the random cute guy I met biking home still hasn't called me . My love life has been lacking major lately-- and I'm starting to get bothered by it.

BUT

This guy-I-had-a-crush-on-for-a-super-long-time-but-recently-got-over called me and invited me out to go bowling with him and his friend. SUPER random; we don't even talk or hang out much...at all....

but they didn't have any lanes so we just went back to his place and smoked. His friend left after about an hour or so- and I could've probably stuck around but I chickend out.

I'M A SUPER BIG CHICKEN WHEN IT COMES TO GUYS I LIKE

So I made an excuse about having to write a paper. I hope he asks me to hang out again.

How can I tell if this is friendship or not? Icould just ask him,...but I'm scurred.

It was too random for me to turn down though,

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a drunken poem - Mood:Good
Saturday March 01 20085:20:22 AM |
walking down sunday street
followiing the path of my shadow
nothing to do but follow my feet

Where blood soaked diamonds admit defeat,
mannequins sit still in the windows,
I'm walking down sunday street

across a path where two dogs meet
and circle about like minnows
old gum and smoked cigarettes fall under my feet

but one in my mouth would be such a treat
smoke circling my head in pillows
while I'm walking down sunday street.
'
To get to the end would be such a feat
like meditating under sad willows
nothing to do but follow my feet

The end: mind and body greet
eachother wearing reds and yellows,
walking down sunday street
all I had to do was follow my feet.

I need to write while I'm durnk more often perhaps.
I never do it. This will be my playground. yay!

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I just met someone in a really interesting way... - Mood:Good
Friday February 29 20085:20:22 AM |
Soooooo

Tonight I went out and had sushi (which was awesome) and then went to a friends house to have some brewskies...

but anywho- so around midnight I was biking home and this random kid stops me on a corner 'cause his bike broke down. So I tried my best to help him but to no avail.

Anyways, we end up talking alot and hanging out a bit, he was a philosophy major at UC Berkeley but dropped out his last semester due to some sh*t...he's very, very intelligent and cute to boot!

He asked for my number I think I have a date.

I'm excited. There were also some other weird interractions between us through the night. I wonder where this will lead...

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To Pain: - Mood:Good
Wednesday February 27 20084:43:27 PM |
I lost a sharpened, rotting tooth
and a crimson painted fingernail
clawing my way out of
your hollow chest cavity
where i used to sit with
cherry lollipops and listen to my name
echo off your ribcage.

Once I climbed up your throat
and used your tonsils to pull me onto
your tongue where i jealously
felt your teeth with my feet-
I slipped of your tongue and into the sheets
where I smothered you, my lover
with the warm side of
the smelly strawberry shaped pillow.

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I had a rather frightening nightmare.. - Mood:Good
Sunday February 24 20086:15:15 PM |
I came home for the weekend and I'm pretty sure that's what sparked it. Anywho, so it started with me living at home, but my family was different. In my dream, I had two sisters and different parents. Anywho, so I had a neighbor who tried to like rape/harm my sisters and myself in some way. It turns out that my dad and this guy are twins, but my dad had been wearing a face mask my whole life.

So they tried to kill me. So I tried to run away and ran to my neighbors house, (who i haven't seen in years adn who doesn't live there anymore) and they tried to help me but it didn't work, they knew I was there. I think they were chasing me with a hatchet, I don't really remember why I was so scared.

So I decided to catch a bus to Ben Lomond (which is hella far away) and ended up like backpacking for the rest of my life. I was worried about money and school and everything, 'cause I no longer had their support.

I then ended up in an ice cream store with a bunch of other run aways who were

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Some interesting piece of information that I thought I`d share - Mood:Good
Sunday February 24 20081:13:47 AM |
with all ya'll.

Apparently, the same neurotransmitter/hormone or whatever (oxy something) that's released when a woman has a child, is also released when a woman has an orgasm.

This *thing* is responsible for feelings of intimacy and attachment.

Therefore, there is a scientific reason for why girls cannot consistently have sex with an idividual without getting attached on some level.

Discuss.

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I`m bored, so I`ll make you bored - Mood:Good
Tuesday February 19 20089:38:47 PM |
with my boring post on the board.

I went to my 8:30 section this morning, and it ALWAYS ends up making me super tired (I'm NOT a morning person) so, for the past 3 tuesdays, I've missed my 12 o'clock class.

There are only 22 people in there, and I look fairly eccentric, so it"s kinda obvious when I'm missing.

I don't really care though.
Minus the fact that this guy I want to f*ck me is in there.
But I can miss that once a week.

So, the guy that i was f*cking- and who stopped talking to ME (shall i say), hit me up a couple days ago and tried to initiate a get together.
I can't believe he had the audacity to do that.
Guys are so dumb sometimes.
He makes me feel like I'm a whore.

ESPECIALLY after all that drama with him/me/his ex girlfriend last month.

wtf.

I'm over it.

How are you all?

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I hate complainers!!! - Mood:Good
Sunday February 17 20086:29:30 PM |
Getting me in trouble and sh*t. Blah!

Apparently, some guy wrote a letter to my work, complaining that I was high and hanging out with my friends and not attending to his needs!

BULLSH*T.

I know exactly who this guy is too.

My friends came and visited me from 3 hours away, and I let them hang out in the lobby because I was going to be getting off work in an hour or so anyways. I went to talk to them, and he walked in and demanded something from me in a very rude and stern voice.

I helped him, but I wasn't very friendly about it. I don't like it when people are rude for absolutely no reason, and I'm not going to be favorable to those who are. I helped him and answered his random questions, and then he began b*tching about the safety of his cars, which I assured him were safe. (though I work in a very skethy area)

WELL

He wrote a letter to my bosses demanding a refund beacuse basically, I was a b*tch and I was stoned.

AND I WAS NOT STONED.

I remember that day, I had be

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Question for those from: Washington, Idaho, Nevada, California and Oregon - Mood:Good
Thursday February 14 20082:48:24 AM |
Washington, Idaho, Nevada, California and Oregon


Well, I know the answer to the California one.

Do you guys have a Winco??

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turning this in tomorrow - Mood:Good
Monday February 11 20085:22:11 PM |
need some last minute revisions/critique. Anything unclear? Too wordy? Random?

title: passing through

We used a Sunday evening on her driveway, legs pressed up against our chests, chins shivering against our knees, backs leaning against the morning colored garage. We were very aware that we were barely hidden by the tires of her parents' van we had nicknamed “Beige-ing.” Her father had just beaten her with the buckle-side of a belt for something painless like ‘letting the dog out’ or ‘fighting with her older sister.’ Underneath a flickering light meant to expose her address, I wiped her tears with the fraying sleeve of my sweater and promised her I would always be there for her.

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Prose Poem - Mood:Good
Saturday February 09 20083:08:15 PM |
little further than before.

Title: Promises

We used a Sunday evening on her driveway, legs pressed up against our chests, our chins shivering against our knees, backs leaning against the sky colored garage. We were very aware that we were barely hidden by her parents' van we had nicknamed “Beige-ing.” Her father had just beaten her with the buckle-side of a belt for something like ‘letting the dog out’ or ‘fighting with her older sister.’ Underneath a flickering light meant to expose her address, I wiped her tears with the fraying sleeve of my sweater and promised her I would always be there for her.

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montel williams fired?! - Mood:Good
Saturday February 09 20087:42:36 AM |
I can't believe he got fired for what he said on fox (if you don"t know, youtube!)

HE WAS F*CKING CORRECT!

Oh, american media is going to kill me.

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workin it, workin it, - Mood:Good
Friday February 08 20089:38:52 PM |
work in progress...

title: mayra (prose poem)

We sat on a Sunday evening on her driveway, legs pressed up against our chests, backs leanings against the sky colored garage, hidden by the front of her parents' van we had nicknamed beige-ing. Her father had just beaten her with the buckle-side of a belt for something like letting the dog get out or fighting with her sister. Underneath a flickering front light, I wiped her tears with the fraying sleeve of my sweater and promised her I would always be there for her.

She showed me crystal meth for my first time. We were sitting on her bed with the Sesame Street comforter, and I had just finished explaining to her the difference between dominant and recessive genes, since we had both cut biology class that day so we could hang out with her boyfriend. She pulled out a bag the size of one of those white butterflies I see in the spring, and it was filled with what looked like chopped up pieces of glass or stone, the color of the deep end

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critty/crystal/ice/glass/methamphetamine question! - Mood:Good
Friday February 08 20089:09:49 PM |
If you've seen or done any form of the above, I need your advice/help ish...


Anyways, so I'm writing a poem on this girl I used to be friends with. When we were 15, she showed me crystal meth for my first time. I've never tried to stuff, and probably won't (schizophrenic brother due to meth psychosis), but there are a lot of people in my class who have done it, and I don't want to sound like a moron.

Anyways, when she showed it to me, I remember it being blue. Kinda like the deep side of a pool reflected off the sky type blue. I decided to look for pictures of it (google) and can't come across any.

Perhaps she showed me another drug? I don't know. I can't remember, it was 7 years ago, though I'm sure it was meth.

Any ideas of what it could be or if it is?

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Slam Poetry: Saul WIlliams!! - Mood:Good
Thursday February 07 20084:53:04 AM |
So, tonight I attended probably the largest slam poetry gathering in the history of the world (not kidding...). There were over 650 people there, and saul williams was the main act! It was fabuloso.

When I got there, the 650 spots were already filled, and there was a line outside of at least 200 people. It was nuts! But my friend and I like..tagged along with some guy we met when we parked our car, and he knew some people within the first 30. BUt we still couldn't get in. Thank-god we're friends with the guy who put the whole thing on (literally) and he got us in.

BUT, he bounced to slam and we couldn"t get downstairs. So we sneaked down, and wound up in the VIP area. Where we sat, got front row viewing of all the poets and Saul Williams. It was great, haha.

AND we got to sit the whole time. It was all standing (because of the sheer amount of people).

I had a good time.

Last night I went bowling and beat all my friends, haha. 115 first round, 125 second.

BUT, the funny t

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I live by Adrienne RIch! - Mood:Good
Monday February 04 20084:26:03 AM |
How f*cking cool is that? 2 of my professors are Nate Mackey and Gary Young. That's really amazing too. I'm literally surrounded by dozens of amazing poets and I feel like I'm taking advantage of it.

I need to get involved somehow. I just started working the poetry show...perhaps this will help me get a shoe in somehow along the way....

Also, the largest poetry slam event goes on at my school every year. One of my friends is actually the guy in charge of it all.

As is the guy I was f*cking. Oh well. Saul Williams is coming on thursday. That should be cool.

Also, the poetry show I work for is the longest running poetry show in the US.

I think poets are attracted to this place. haha.

And as I said...I need to take advantage of this.

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I need music - Mood:Good
Sunday February 03 20086:31:20 PM |
and I'm too lazy to go to the music forum.

I have a LOT of music, and I listen to basically everything. Minus most pop and country.

I just finished getting death from above 1979 and finished up a queens of the stone age discography.

I want something I don't have. If you give me a good recommendation that I don't have, I'll love you forever.

And I'm open to pretty much everything.

Actually, I"m going to get more Marvin Gaye.

"But I do need more.

Go.

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