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Saturday 10.05.02 | 12:47 am
Looky at this. Guess who got their eyebrow pierced tonight? It kinda hurts when I wink. But... I feel pretty good about it. It didn't hurt much at all. The guy said I take pain better than some grown men. And I am like "Damn straight, guy." r0x0r my s0x0rs.
Friday 10.04.02 | 12:34 pm
Yesterday I went to the Laguna Art Museum with my Visual Culture class to see "Surf Culture." It was alright. The ultra contemporary abstract installation stuff gets to me sometimes. And most of it just wasn't my style. But I'm glad I made it out there alive. I drove this girl from my hall because she didn't have a ride. She's so cute when she says doctor instead of drive. "Turn right on Cliff Doctor." :]
Friday 10.04.02 | 7:40 am
You can fill your half of a room with all the pictures and all the reminders of home and love that you want. But there's nothing like the real thing. I'm going home today after class and I get to see people that I know once again.
Thursday 10.03.02 | 11:22 am
I guess you run into stupid people everywhere. Everyone has these deep ideas and they hold on to them so self-righteously. It's just that, everyone still has a long way to go and I hate when people criticize me for something personal.
Wednesday 10.02.02 | 9:22 pm
:: s i g h ::
It's far too hard for me to study right now.
Monday 09.30.02 | 9:28 am
That didn't just happen, did it?
Looky
Tonight was kinda lonely. I like Teera, Armand, Russ, and Jenni very much. They're all very nice people and I love them all. But... I don't like the way I feel when it's Russ & Jenni and Teera & Armand and me. They get all cuddly and they walk holding hands and I just kinda put my hoody over my head and wrap my arms around myself to keep from shivering. I miss that guy that used to hold my hands and tickle me and love me all the time. But he can't be here. (Sigh)
I'm going to call him tomorrow. And as for right now, I have a date with cable television... yes! They don't have cable round those parts where I go to school. Awww, I missed you, Style Channel and HBO. Goodnight everyone.
Aloha Oe
There was this one great piece in the basement by Kevin Ancell called Aloha Oe. Pretty rad, I say. They were all swaying and they filled the room with their machine guns and grenades.
Three hours of sleep is all I need to feel complete.
I'm going to crack! I'm going home today. I'm going home today. I get to see loved ones and friends. Me. Me. Me. Jenni! Teerie! Nemo! A whole flock of birds will be killed with this single, mighty stone. I don't know what to feel! I'm just trying to drown out my emotions so I can get through the day! Please disregard all sad entries! Thank you!
A Minor Something
I got three hours of sleep last night because my hall went to Knott's Scary Farm. I feel fuzzy.
Robert e-mailed me. It wasn't really great. I guess it "killed my day." And I guess it shouldn't. I'm not sure how I should react. If some boy wanted to sleep in my room for whatever reason, I'd ask him to sleep on the floor. That's just how it is. I don't think I'm too wrong in feeling slightly disappointed to hear it.
I can't be there to be in your bed. Please don't fill my half of the extra long twin with someone else. Why do I talk in second person? Not like he fucking reads me anymore.
I guess I'm just bitter. He reiterates that long distance relationships can't work. And that he thought it was clear that we were over. But I still love him. And he says he still loves me too... Waiting for him to call me. I hate waiting.... sometimes he just doesn't call.
I just feel stupid now. I want to sleep in that bed.
Look Closer
Every night when I go to bed, it's like I'm passing out again. I lay down and I'm gone.
I need to look into things and really evaluate them. I'm not sure of anything right now. It's all moving so quickly. So much can change in so little time. Almost the weekend, and one week closer to next week.
piece
This morning I slept right through my Art History lecture. Oh well.
Waiting for Robert to call me.
Everything is so fuzzy right now.
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
So this is what college is like.
Meep Meep Meep. Have to go read. Bloooooop.
Someone shove a bar through my eyebrow. I'm paying for that, can you believe it? Actually, Jenni said she'd pay for it as an early Christmas present. I love that Jenni. I will succumb to the mass movement of a fad.
There's usually more substance here. Not right now. Not right now. Not right now.
The Anniversary
It has been a nice weekend. I came home on Friday night rather wet and soggy from the ocean of foam at the foam party. We walked back to the dorm in the cold and there, in the kitchen, was my true love. He took a bus to a bus to a train to a bus to a train to a bus to a bus to a taxi to get from Santa Cruz to Irvine in thirteen hours. Girls everywhere go "awwww."
On Saturday, we drove back to Burbank for Armand's birthday party. That was fun. When I was messed up I was seeing everything in frames. Everything was just a series of black and white photos. Driving home wasn't fun. I fell asleep a dozen times. We got back here around three? We slept in our clothes and Robert kept waking me up with his grinding teeth and his noises. He was whimpering like he was having a nightmare. Every time I tried to wake him up, he'd just push me away. Then he yelled "You'reafuckingwhoreIdon'tcarewhydon'ttalktohim!" It was... interesting.
We spent most of the weekend napping and lounging. I just dropped him off at the train station. I know I'm going to see him in two weeks. But seeing him makes me realize just how much I miss him. I feel... very lucky.
