i was just talking about this with nazzaro

about how they're probably going to take barack out if he becomes close to power. so sad.

latin feeds the children

i'm off to the haberdashery, but abercrombie's gaucheness does not imbue me with satisfaction.

i love freerice. my best vocab level is 42 but i hover around 36 and 37 usually. you should goooooooooooooo.

break through, just break through

primary bullshit. i don't have the time to write about it but it's rather interesting if you want to read about it on mark's blog. it's quite good normally too. here it is, click it.

what's the deal with corn nuts?

who are these people?





pace: grueling
rations: bare bones

i wanted to die of typhoid so i could delete the fucking application. score!

slap me.

obama pulls it out. shit, what a genius. i'm watching his iowa caucus victory speech.


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so diana's party was pretty sweet, as in really sweet. i don't feel like doing the play by play. i liked the awkward parts, diana. only you. seriously, only you.







HEY.


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read the last post and comment comment comment comment comment i cherish comments i love love love them.

so much beauty, it can make cry

we're about to watch step into liquid, a surfing documentary. james secretly put in on the netflix queue. we were making up different names for it - who stepped in the liquid? [housekeeping perspective] and what liquid did you step in? [preschool experiences].

i made delicious tofu fried rice and then caramelized some peppers and onions with sugar to put with it inside tortillas with salsa or hot sauce. very delicious.

i have listened to my soul coughing songs [two albums] three times today all the way through. bit ridiculous.

i wrapped diana's present last night and my sister helped. well she delegated, so i suppose i helped. it got ruined, when i came to the desk it was covered in chai.

we have chai, though. for a while i had one or two pots of chai a day but then we ran out. we almost got it at trader joe's [hint.] but it was powder latte chai. already milky and sugary and all that? nuh-uh.

i got a coat and hat and gloves. bahaha pumped for sledding. hopefully it doesn't all melt by saturday. if it does, it damn well better refreeze all icy-smooth again.

my coat doesn't have holes and it's big enough to go past my shirt. that's class, folks.


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is christmas music still absolutely necessary?

i'm working on a model car. don't laugh, no matter how "cute" it is. i got it for christmas. for the next one i need some new paint, this stuff is ancient [ancshint] and also some glue, crazy glue dries too fast.. well way too slow on plastic though. i stuck my wrists together with an inch wide spot of glue.. by accident.. i pulled it off very, very, VERY slowly. doing it like a band-aid would have hurt too much, it was so god damn sticky.

i love metallica.


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not in a gay way, just in a hey mate, just wanted to say that i think you're okay mate.. don't let anybody tell you you're not humpable, because you're bumpable, you know i really hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, yeah, bret you got it going on..

oh goodness. i love that dvd.


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i should most likely read crime and punishment.


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i should also stick an oogly eye over the hole on my guitar. i just did. well now it doesn't look so ugly so i won't have to get it fixed. i never used that knob and now girard can see the world. he's got such a personality.


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my mom and amelia are hiding behind the curtain and giggling.

k, i just found them by adjusting the lights on the christmas tree and accidentally bumping and tickling them.

cool family =]

someday you will die and somehow something else will steal your carbon

i had a dream i was awake but then when i went to sleep i had amazing dreams but whenever i woke up i was in a horror-movie-esque setting. i tried pondering what this could mean, but i decided first that talking about one's dreams is dumb and second that it probably means nothing un-emo.

hot emo.

i'm listening to m.i.a.'s arular, arcade fire's neon bible, modest mouse's we were dead before the ship even sank, and the beastie boys' the mix up. ah like them all. i got them from olivia's amazing house. her house also got me to stop drinking english breakfast tea and start rocking my old chai self. score.

is your house burning down or is there frankincense about?

i want to sex your cat. on your bed. BAHAHA.

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anyways. i feel like shit.

i better not have permanently hurt my back. oh hell no.

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chuck norris.

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i'm at the brewpubbery with my compatriots, i'll be back in a jiffy.

goddamn

sheeple, all listening to the weather. stand outside. 5:00. not snowing. OH MY GOSH, GUYS, CANCEL ALL OUR PLANS.

stand outside. 6. yeah, it's snowing. there is enough that i can only see most of the grass. oh dear. this has never happened before. are we safe? it's.. oh goodness..

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modest mouse was amazing. christ christ christ. they played so many songs but curfew is curfew. i hate the default encore.

my throat hurts. it smelled like weed WERY BAD. mostly from screaming the lyrics. i need to get the new album THIS VERY MOMENT.

they didn't play dance hall. i'm listening to it a million times to compensate.

do not wear isaac brock hats. ever.

i need to learn to play banjo.

i never got to say goodbye to tuiggy.

andre was there. my parents wouldn't shut up about how goddamn cool he is. are we the only people who think his old man was better than udae as the translator? it was like.. more creative. and andre himself is cooler. i sound like them. ahem.

i scarf you back.. TENFOLD

if you win, i get the prize. if she wins.. i get the prize.

assume

do you all think you know what that really meant?

it would be hard for you to tell who either person was, and also obviously whether it was actually a sad comment or not. i'm happy, kay? it's not a pity fest because that last post had nothing to do with anyone you guys [gh people, i mean, js knows it =]] know. stop assuming that was bad, anyways. it's an inside joke, i was talking to some people i know and i wast just blogging about them. i didn't feel like typing it all out.

my blog's not for you.

cool it.

guess what i figured out

you + her = nobody loves chamberlain

someday

new favorite song:

jeff buckley
lover, you should have come over


it's got really good lyrics. like all of his songs. i can't believe he's dead.

[[i put it in my profile for you, you know.. i never really have thanked you, have i?]]

the whole world

i am going to hockeytown cafe tonight to watch the REAL game.

goddamn football.

i guess most people don't know i love hockey.. anyhoo.

if any of you wants to come, call me. mkay? i want someone to hang out with.

tic tac toe

landmark.

i said those things, i did those things.




maybe it's just me, that's all.


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kachao.
scarf.
finally.
not too shabby.
wait until
i see
the look
on
her face.
then my life
will
be
complete.


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come on take a step towards me
so you can figure me out


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or two, or eleven, or twenty-three, or simply none.


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i slept in it.


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hey, shadow.


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stay out of them, because they belong to me.

but you can stay in that for the whole weekend if you want to [please?]


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shuffle


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reshuffle


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frozen glass


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reshuffle

misinterpretation

well, here goes anyways.



i've waited hours for this
i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought that this day would end
i never thought that tonight could ever be
this close to me
just try to see in the dark
just try to make it work
to feel the fear before you're here
i make the shapes come much too close
i pull my eyes out
hold my breath
and wait until i shake

but if i had your faith
then i could make it safe and clean
if only i was sure
that my head on the door was a dream

i've waited hours for this
i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought that this day would end
i never thought that tonight could ever be
this close to me

but if i had your face
i could make it safe and clean
if only i was sure
that my head on the door
was a dream

whooooooo [[are you]]

homework music: (see fig. a)

(fig. a)mylo



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twiggy gave me 13 cds. i'm importing one a week.

krafft gave me an itunes card.

nina made me some mocha cupcakes (and a card) with chocolate chips on top. dee-licious.

melanie gave me a card, which was very sweet.



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concert tonite. i'm hella nervous for my solo. but it will be SO MUCH FUN.



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see you guys monday.

happy birthday

i have been blogging a lot lately. iono if you can call it blogging with how short the posts are, tho.

it's 7:11. that's my 5th favorite time. heehee. well.. yea. i guess i should go to school. maybe i'll finish later. doubt it tho.

i got a note on my locker!

i'm tired. i slept in the car.
i get math. i don't get latin.

i haven't worked on english at all, and i have it tomorrow. or maybe thursday or friday. let's just say i have it tomorrow.


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i keep playing night after sidewalk. i broke a string though. damn.

pattern

why, yes, they DO mess up friendships.


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cedar point was awesome. the lines were crazy. but the lines were.. entertaining..

the past year

i'm such a fucking manipulator.