to be honest, i’m nervous, scared, worried, and a bit discouraged. and i hate it. i hate that i value punctuality but i always end up feeling like its always too late. i hate…that as open or blunt or straight forward as i try to be…i have problems putting my pride aside…and asking for help. i hate thatContinue reading
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Its like pouring syrup on a fat stack of blueberry pancakes that you know you’ll never finish but keep piling anyway because your eyes are bigger than your stomach, because your mouth opens wider than your mind. Because nothing speaks louder than the 40 calories per tablespoon of sweet sugary goo. Except maybe later…..when lifting that forkContinue reading
background: legend says, there’s a hero that defeats the anatgonist. Only, something happened and the hero was captured and sent to a distant island surrounded by lava. The antagonist had possession of a dragon that kept eye on the hero. Back in the town, there lived a messenger who was supposed to be the specialContinue reading
i need focus. I need to be able to pinpoint exactly what I want to say. I need to realize that no matter how hard I try I will never be able to single it out I will never be able to pull scrape drag rip out of my head heart soul what it isContinue reading
on the way back from class/work today….i saw a sad pink thong, tramped, troddened, sad on the ground. i wonder how it lost its owner. actually, i probably don’t really want to know. ::edit:: tonight, i saw another piece of women’s underwear…black briefs, this time, lying massacred in the street. unc is weird.
today’s notes from music 82: some things are just crap.the people you meet.the words they say.the judgements i make. Crap. i don’t want to write and be sad, angry or Bitter…just to compensate.but i don’t want to be trite and say Passionate.it’s all been said, done, written. expressed before. So WHAT, if not by me. Continue reading
i just hope that i don’t become bitter in my patience waiting for eventually. i was telling tatum that i had nothing to say. that i miss being random. being a fortune cookie. i miss how my mind used to shoot back and forth. i talked to judy about writing. about how i’ve stopped. howContinue reading
bombed two exams….that i know of. wrote an essay in seven minutes during today’s exam… didn’t get into vietnam program. haven’t called home in a while. been skipping too many classes. been very judgemental. haven’t had any real conversations lately. i suck. ….i’m really scared that i’m going to look back on everything i everContinue reading
I keep having these random dreams set in different hotels. This family came to visit us. They had a young son, and we found old bananas under the bed. There was a bluegrass band playing. They were selling shirts for 75% off. The banjo had two strings, there was some strange medieval mandolin looking thingContinue reading
More incoherant Rambling. A few years ago, I learned the preciousness of trust. I learned that trust isn’t just a timely matter that you gain after a lot of “deep conversations,” falling asleep on the phone together, or putting on many many miles driving around town with a friend. Regardless of how much timeContinue reading