| OMGEEZ |
[May. 9th, 2006|02:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | crazy cool | ] |
| [ | music |
| | get behind me satan: white stripes | ] |
I am going home tomorrow!!!!
Excitement.
I should write a really long entry about all the zany things that have gone on these last few days, but instead I'm going to pack/write my 10 page paper/say goodbye to everybody/plan for Europe and Tucson. Oh man...
Tonight promises surprising endings.
ps. LINDSAY AND I ARE OFFICIALLY GOING TO CHICAGO!! |
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| please don't take a picture |
[May. 4th, 2006|08:37 am] |
It's late, and I can't concentrate on my project anymore.
Brett wrote me a poem. I don't know how I feel about that. It was actually pretty good, and I'm glad he can express his feelings, but I received the email at a very inconvenient time.
Oh man, I wish I had started this earlier. It wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't going to be peer-graded. I know I can fool Professor Leap...but my classmates (?) We'll see.
On a happier note, I had a really nice day. Lindsay and I spent the afternoon doing homework at Ruby Tuesday's, while Katie served us amazing kiwi lemonades. Then I effectively procrastinated for another five hours, spent time with Andrew, and then took a brief nap to psych myself for work.
I'm eating chocolate to stay awake. It's starting to fail me. AHHH.
I can't wait until 5pm. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 2nd, 2006|12:31 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | my bed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | india.arie | ] |
It seems that last post made quite a stir.
Tonight I was called "crazy," which I guess I can't debate.
Lindsay's radio show was a whole lot of fun; I hope the eight listeners enjoyed themselves.
I'm having a hard time motivating myself to write.
Homework (or bed) here I come... |
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| Long time coming. . . |
[Apr. 30th, 2006|12:18 am] |
I made this list while babysitting...
Things about me:
I sleep in my underwear
I care what people think (about most everything)
I think that I am beautiful most all of the time
I think that eating disorders and unattainable beauty standards are too bad
I find myself hating girls for hating themselves
Sometimes I wish I were more compassionate
I wish everyone could be happy only having what they need
People and human interaction matters most
Everyone loves something
I like to pee in the shower
I hardly ever wear make up
I am allergic to spiders
I have loud orgasms
I want to have sex before my condoms expire in 2008
If I don’t, I will try not to be sad
I feel liberated with short hair
I like my glasses
I hate debates and most antagonistic forms of communication
Dialogue warms my heart
I want everyone to be able to live happily
I try not to hate anyone
That gets really difficult when people are cruel
I love church, mostly my church back home
I don’t value autonomy as much as community
I don’t know if I always live by that motto
I love theory but have a hard time living it
I get frustrated when solutions from above have no practical value
I want to influence people to make positive change
I would create a third pronoun if I had the power
I would use “per”
I believe in change occurring from the bottom up
I’m scared that I have lost touch with the importance of diversity
I think my sister might be a republican
I get angry when I find myself questioning why a man is carrying a pink bag, or why a woman is wearing a tie
I want to work for equality
I love giving haircuts
I love cooking, baking, and caring for others
Music is extremely important to me, but I am really bad with band/song names
I wish I didn’t need to wear clothing
Sometimes I’m scared that I am faking my life
Family might be the most important thing
I feel disconnected from reality when I don’t leave campus
Sometimes I empathize to the point of tears
I’m not sure what I believe
I want to be loved
I put a lot of energy, time, and money into my relationship with Brett only to break his heart
I don’t know why I didn’t see it coming
I want to defeat the evil in my heart
I get caught up in gossip
I wish spirituality were the answer
Actually, I wish ice cream were…
It would be nice to live on a boat for a while
I am terrified of animals
I am a bad vegetarian
I don’t think that means anything
I will not refuse food that has been prepared for me
Playgrounds have an amazing ability to remind you what it’s like to live
People can survive through incredible suffering
I respect people
I don’t think I struggle very often
I am so grateful for being blessed
I love going to college in DC
Sometimes I feel inferior to my peers
Often I feel superior
I don’t think either is appropriate
My political beliefs don’t match up with anyone’s
I’m a mess
I wonder what I would say to bell hooks if we ever met
There is so much I need to read
I want to speak Spanish
It would be pretty incredible to speak multiple languages
Resumes are unfortunate
I don’t want to work to get ahead
I want to be happy just existing
I want to meet someone who makes me feel whole
I kind of like TV
I hate marketing, advertising, and the globalization of markets
I hate being an American when I realize what this country stands for
I love being an American when I feel like a member of a community of love and compassion
I think I ignore God a lot
I am conflicted about nationalism and pride
I’ve been so since 10th grade
I like folk music and the mountains
I like talent shows, and anytime that my peers can impress me
I want people to be confident and self-assured
I wish everyone could feel the god within them
I don’t know how I feel about human rights
Or cultural relativism
Or the national anthem in Spanish
I wish I wanted to rule the world
I only want enough power to make people feel good
I guess that includes me too
I like sex and talking about sex
I distrust western science, but I still go to the doctor
I want to be a free spirit
I want to run for miles
I want to hike up a mountain
I never want to stop being thankful and aware of every moment
We all care too much about stuff
I hate Wal-Mart and McDonalds
Dr. Suess was a genius
I wish I were a writer
We operate from fear on an all too regular basis
What would happen if we operated from love?
I hate free trade agreements
I love when children learn
Smile
And
Cry
I feel more alive around older people
The weather was perfect today
I would be happy never wearing shoes
I love making people laugh
I probably try to hard at most things
I think I look bad in sunglasses
My favorite number is 4 and I have no idea why
I remember Larry Johnson as grand-ma-ma
I like being a grown up
I’m exhausted |
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| Grandma lost her giftcard |
[Dec. 28th, 2005|01:15 pm] |
My brother and I went running on the golf course this morning. It was very cold, but it felt really good to be exercising again. I'm going to Hershey Park in a few minutes-Chocolate World here we come. I want to be back in Charlotte already. I miss my friends. Okay, well only 2 more days.
At least I'm not sick anymore.
Oh yeah, Arner's has good breakfasts.
That is all. |
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| home sweet home |
[Dec. 21st, 2005|10:43 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Santa Claus is Coming to Town | ] |
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANDUZ!!!!
I'm at home, and although I warded off sickness all semester at school, I think I might be coming down with something. I think I'm going to hang out with Maria today. Brett was supposed to be here at 10 to go running, but he has yet to show...The house is still full of paint cans and clutter, eventually, everything will be put away. I found an awesome recipe for vegetarian chili that I am going to make for Christmas Eve service. Oh man I need to go Christmas shopping. I am so behind. Well, I guess I am just going to go running alone this morning. I hope it's not too cold.
4 DAYS TIL CHRISTMAS and I haven't bought 1/2 my gifts!
If you are in Charlotte, you should call me and we should get together. |
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| and this is me... |
[Dec. 19th, 2005|04:56 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | gustavo santaolalla | ] |
I saw Brokeback Mountain yesterday; It was beautiful, heartbreaking, and one of the best films I have seen in a really long time. For some reason it really affected me... I haven't really felt the same since. Sometimes I feel like our current ways of thinking are so f*cked up that I just get extremely depressed and lonely. I want to do something. I want to change the world...I want to change one person. I want to make things better, but I don't know how. I feel overwhelmed. I talked to Michael for over an hour at 2am about this. It helped. But I still have a final due tomorrow at 11:20 that I haven't started. And I can't motivate myself to do it. I kind of just want to cry. I bought the soundtrack to the film...listening to it makes me cry. I keep trying to tell myself that it was just a movie, but it's not. I need to meet people that share my interests, that I'm willing to open up to...so that I can stop feeling like this. I wonder if Michael's right...maybe I intimidate people too much. I don't know how to fix that, nor do I neccessarily want to. I want to go home. I feel very alone right now. |
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| wha... |
[Dec. 16th, 2005|02:07 pm] |
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory instead of studying...
leads to unanswered questions on weight training exam.
I have one take-home exam to go.
But now: RUNNING!
Tonight I have a date with Casey, it should be lovely. |
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[Dec. 15th, 2005|05:45 am] |
| [ | music |
| | hilary's sleeping | ] |
I have now been awake for 2 hours. I want to fall back asleep, but that's beginning to look very unlikely. I think I'm dehydrated. Sometimes the heater in my room takes on a mind of it's own, and it becomes unbearably warm. I think I am going to see the sunrise.
Story:
On Friday, Emily, Ashlee, Manduz, and I were going to go out to dinner. We were waiting for the elevator on the fourth floor, and it finally arrives. The door opens, and Justine is inside. She looks at me, and immediately bolts out of the elevator, and takes the stairs. We (E,A,M,I)get into the elevator, and reach the 1st floor at the same time as Justine. She then rushed out of the building to avoid me.
The point of this story is that people are ridiculous. I have done nothing to harm Justine, and yet she harbors the most intense hatred for me. Sometimes it's funny, but most times it's just sad. This whole instance was such a throw-back to high school drama that I'm still shocked it actually happened. What makes this story even more odd is that when I went to tell Ezra about how bizarre his girlfriend had behaved--he already knew...because she had told him, almost as if to brag. Very very odd.
What else has occurred lately...
I have completed four out of six finals, and that feels pretty good.
I need to buy Christmas presents.
I ate at Afghan Grill for Russ' birthday instead of writing my paper on Monday. It was delicious. I plan on returning in the near future.
I meet with Joan Echols tomorrow, er, today.
And, most importantly, I return home on Tuesday!
I guess this is all, now I need to find something else to occupy my time... |
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| School's almost Over |
[Dec. 14th, 2005|08:46 am] |
| [ | music |
| | The Real McCoy - Another Night | ] |
Here are the haikus that I wrote for my final exam. They are not as profound without pictoral accompaniment, but I think they are pretty good.
Great L. Ron
The Humanitarian
Happiness this way
I first met Moses
When he led group processing
I looked and saw life
Group Processing is:
An astounding exercise
Touch your elbow please,
Look at the ceiling
Now look at the fixture
See reality
Grad hold of these bars
How do you feel about pain?
I will pinch you now
How does your mind work?
With eyes closed, picture a cat
Who sees the cat now?
The infamous globe
L. Ron had no better gift
Photogenic, yes?
L. Ron leads the way
Happiness is doable
Do not cheat or sin
Prolific L. Ron
You wrote on pulpy paper
Twenty best-sellers
On education,
Thank you for solving our woes
Now I can learn good
You recorded all
Four thousand of your lectures
We revere your great words
Infallible Ron
You made great discoveries
You never fail me
Everywhere your face,
But never a single smile.
Always hard at work.
L. Ron’s “To-Do” List
Eagle scout, sailor
Aviator and soldier
Start new religion
Aussies led the tour
We followed to the basement
I thought I would die
L. Ron solves problems:
Crime, drug abuse, and illness
He knows everything
Aussie Testimonial
Algebra was hard
L. Ron made it easier
It’s recombining
The bridge to freedom,
Although you cannot read it,
Is perfectly clear.
Mural on the wall
Daybed underneath for naps,
Pretty thoughts for Ron
Sweat out your toxins
Drug abuse is in your mind
Praise great Narconon
Now I need to actually work. |
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