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f r i 01.23.04 | 12:39 pm
things are okay. i took a personal day from school yesterday and decided that sleep was more important than lecture and a quiz. it was a much needed personal day. much much needed. teera came to visit me and we ate fried chicken and drank beer. it was so ludacris. today i am going to get my hair did and i'm quite excited for a change. no matter what it is and no matter how it turns out at least it will be something new. i like things to be constantly changing. i want to stop working and actually be able to enjoy the weekend again. it seems that if i'm not at school, i'm at work and if i'm not doing that i'm sleeping or eating or doing homework. i'd like to be able to pick up a free reading book again or sew something or do anything for christ's sake. but of course i'm not too busy to see modest mouse. i have never been to a show alone but i think everything needs to get done at least once.
w e d 01.21.04 | 11:20 pm
at this point in time i am contemplating whether or not it is worth my time and energy to put forth effort to actually fix the situation or to just walk away. will it be more gratifying to scream or to let it go? this is the question i have to ask myself. that, and what is the sound of one hand clapping? but let's get down to brass tax. i know it is that one statement that so many people claim isn't true yet all the nice boys weep over on their lonely little pillows. why do girls like assholes and walk all over their nice guy friends? not that i'm saying i have any guy friends to walk all over. i am saying that i am all over the assholes. no, singular. and you know, i like him so much that it hurts me to call him an asshole because i think deep down he is a nice guy and there is something controlling his brain that is making him not be so nice to me. see, i even put that last sentence into nice talk. NOT BE SO NICE TO ME? he forgets that i am alive. and yet this is the shit i come back for. it's hard for me to find someone that i actually like so when i do, i tend to "attack" and "never stop attacking" to put it into the words of the all holy j.lo. do i have a valentine? to put it bluntly, fuck you for asking. are you trying to rub it in? why don't you just spit in my face? this is very reason why a valentine's kegger is in order. i'm due for a kegstand.
t u e s 01.20.04 | 10:36 pm
christopher sedhom wrote about me for his english class. look at me, i'm a metaphor and i'm really pleased: To consume tiffany, one must be prepared to devour her as an apple, and not waste her as an onion. Tiffany, our subject, is supposed to be a very alluring character, as is an apple. Apples can represent lust - just recall the story of adam and eve. I have tried to represent tiffany with that same lust. Although an apple can stay ripe and ready to be eaten for a long time, once one begins the journey, one must be prepared to finish it. She is willing to open up to you, but her flesh will rot as will the apples, if it is not attended to immediately. An onion can taste many different ways, and has many different layers. An apple will always taste the same, and there is no confusion as to what you are getting. This is like tiffany: what you get is good and pure, and there is no confusion. However, it cannot be changed. She will always taste like tiffany, and any attempts to change her will destroy the meal. She is not a fixer-upper; she cannot be sauteed. The apple's seeds are poisonous, but only a fool would consume something so beautiful in it's entirety, for who wants to destroy what they love? christopher sedhom is my dreamboat. need i say more?
t u e s 01.20.04 | 10:20 pm
i watched the tail end of the state of the union and it just reaffirmed the fact that i do not like that man. it wasn't just what he was saying but even the way he was saying it. if i put the tv on mute i still wouldn't have liked him. the furrowed little brow, the flabby little cheeks, the lost little man look. just who wrote that speech for you, little man? huh! huh! what! i plan on getting into bed as soon as my sheets come flying out of the dryer. i anticipate that happening within the next half hour. yes, that means i'll be in bed and probably asleep by 11 pm. and that is awesome. i feel that i've accumulated a lot of sleep debt and it's a lifetime of tribulation trying to work it off. i feel good about my life. things are going to be fine. now i can rest easy.
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i am the apple.
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