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Tuesday, October 9, 2012
I'm all worn out
痛いねー
やっぱり辛いね、きっぱり終わってしまうのは
こういう時はいさぎよく泣くべきだね
うわーつーらーいー
うわー
うわーーー
(・∀・)
何でだろうね
こういう事に関して何もかもうまくいかないのは
どうして？
ねえどうしてなの
いないよこんな20歳どこにも
虚しすぎるじゃん
泣けるw
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Norwegian Wood
I just--literally a minute ago--remembered a girl from a class I took the summer before entering college. Her name was Emily, I think--she was a little heavier than average, viet, loud, used vernacular language and always informed me about how much she drank the previous weekend. I also became friends with her friend, who I remember wearing a beanie and had long bangs. So we sat together every class, the three of us: an alcoholic, a lesbian and a nerd.
Emily was such character. She wasn't the brightest, wasn't the prettiest, but her presence was unmistakable. When the professor talked about how many calories per gram were in alcohol, she balked and laughed, HOLY SHIT THAT'S WHERE I GET ALL THIS FAT FROM HAHAHA.
On the last day of class she said to me, "You know, every semester I meet one cool person." She left the classroom and I saw her smile and wave from the window. I don't remember if I waved back. But that was one of those moments you feel happy about people...I want to meet more people like her.
Emily was such character. She wasn't the brightest, wasn't the prettiest, but her presence was unmistakable. When the professor talked about how many calories per gram were in alcohol, she balked and laughed, HOLY SHIT THAT'S WHERE I GET ALL THIS FAT FROM HAHAHA.
On the last day of class she said to me, "You know, every semester I meet one cool person." She left the classroom and I saw her smile and wave from the window. I don't remember if I waved back. But that was one of those moments you feel happy about people...I want to meet more people like her.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
SOmeitmes I just
float around in my mind. A lot of what's recorded here are fragments of it.
perhaps I should flag them and craft stories. maybe...
perhaps I should flag them and craft stories. maybe...
LEVEL D
Some people live in a way that I just can't understand. I'm a very specific person that likes only specific things. This hard core drug business isn't really my cup of tea. I'm moderately liberal but I get nervous with anything past LSD. Intravenous drugs give me the heeby jeebies.
I'm a little attached to this band and I've relaxed my mind with them a little so it's rather a shock to read about the massive show of debauchery at its originating coop. I don't understand the way that they live. I think that these people are very intelligent people, I just can't understand the way that they want to put themselves out there just for the sake of fun. I must be a very serious person in contrast. Actually this goes for the majority of college students. I'm drawn to the way that these people live. Yuppies, whatever. Like them I believe in art, organic living, recreational drugs for spiritual moments, meditative yoga and good spirits. But I would never bring myself to immerse in this kind of living. First of all that's not the environment I'm used to, I don't like obnoxious, I HATE obnoxious, I like personal space, and I'm caught up in the educational system...and I'm terribly self-conscious. I'm not really sure what to make of this. But say I just threw everything out and joined this living. What would you make of that?
I'm a little attached to this band and I've relaxed my mind with them a little so it's rather a shock to read about the massive show of debauchery at its originating coop. I don't understand the way that they live. I think that these people are very intelligent people, I just can't understand the way that they want to put themselves out there just for the sake of fun. I must be a very serious person in contrast. Actually this goes for the majority of college students. I'm drawn to the way that these people live. Yuppies, whatever. Like them I believe in art, organic living, recreational drugs for spiritual moments, meditative yoga and good spirits. But I would never bring myself to immerse in this kind of living. First of all that's not the environment I'm used to, I don't like obnoxious, I HATE obnoxious, I like personal space, and I'm caught up in the educational system...and I'm terribly self-conscious. I'm not really sure what to make of this. But say I just threw everything out and joined this living. What would you make of that?
Sunday, July 22, 2012
i;m back to save the universe
What is creativity? What does it mean to be creative?
I can safely say that in my life I've honestly liked two people. Gosh how hard a thing to swallow.
I can safely say that in my life I've honestly liked two people. Gosh how hard a thing to swallow.
Monday, April 9, 2012
what do you know
feel like throwing up, saying fuck this shit fuck you all just fuck it's 1:29am i want to sleep but i have an outline to write
fuck shit fuck
you know,
you really did ruin a lot of things for me. It's probably not your fault but it's what's happened nonetheless. I've lost dignity, integrity and now I lie complete lies with a straight face and play dumb. A defense mechanism, that's all. You could've reaped the benefits. Instead you were too preoccupied. Do you think I'm a fool? A fucking hopeless fool? So much potential initially, strange, what the hell is she thinking, what a shame... is that what you think, shrugging it off nodding as everyone nods in a mutual agreement? I'll tell you what, you all are too quick to judge. What's wrong with being a vegan, what's wrong with a bit of tastelessness that doesn't jive perfectly with your self-absorbed preferences? Piss off man, now I'm lost and I need to find my way back. In a few weeks, I'll burn some shit.
And all I want to do is listen to Radiohead. That's all. And study. Get good grades. Blow off all my money on concerts and music festivals. Read, read a lot and sip a lot of tea. I'll go where I want to when I want to, fuck off. Yeah I'm being a selfish little bitch. I'm sorry but still though...fuck off.
fuck shit fuck
you know,
you really did ruin a lot of things for me. It's probably not your fault but it's what's happened nonetheless. I've lost dignity, integrity and now I lie complete lies with a straight face and play dumb. A defense mechanism, that's all. You could've reaped the benefits. Instead you were too preoccupied. Do you think I'm a fool? A fucking hopeless fool? So much potential initially, strange, what the hell is she thinking, what a shame... is that what you think, shrugging it off nodding as everyone nods in a mutual agreement? I'll tell you what, you all are too quick to judge. What's wrong with being a vegan, what's wrong with a bit of tastelessness that doesn't jive perfectly with your self-absorbed preferences? Piss off man, now I'm lost and I need to find my way back. In a few weeks, I'll burn some shit.
And all I want to do is listen to Radiohead. That's all. And study. Get good grades. Blow off all my money on concerts and music festivals. Read, read a lot and sip a lot of tea. I'll go where I want to when I want to, fuck off. Yeah I'm being a selfish little bitch. I'm sorry but still though...fuck off.
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