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i made my sister's away message today. i am sooo funny! here it is, its my advice for all you people out there who are sick.
my sister's get well message:
"eat chicken soup...but not real chickens cus i dont like eating meat. so eat mock chicken soup. it is a magical cure. masturbation also works to cure people."
last night i had a dream that made me think. it wasnt an extremely enjoyable dream, but it wasnt bad either. though what it made me think about were the my goals and dreams that i had growing up and how i abandoned them towards the end of high school. and though i dont think i would do much differently, i am still a little tiny bit upset withmyself for not reaching my goals or fulfilling my dreams. i dont know why i said that in the plural because i am really just talking about one specific thing.
though then i woke up and lauren and i had some fun wednesday morning talking in bed and then we took a shower together. and it was good. i think we need to make wednesday morning showers a tradition to go along with our tuesday night closing of the blinds so that we sleep in on wednesdays. after we got our acts together (at like 2pmish) we met michael at tdr and sat there until after it was closed for the between lunch and dinner time. it was a really nice discussion. and made me think. when people make me think about my political views that is a good thing.
the rest of the day was spent pretending to be productive with schoolwork with a short break of listening to my parents fight on the phone. that was not fun. they need to go fuck themselves. and i need to stop fucking off with my school work because it is really starting to show for itself and i am way too pretentious to get bad grades.
ok im going to go back to babbling about gender because i only read the first few chapters of the book im reviewing for anthro class so i dont really know anything about palestinian women and reproduction in relation to the palestinian solidarity movement so i use my default bullshit instead. isnt it good that im really good about talking about gender.
my sister's get well message:
"eat chicken soup...but not real chickens cus i dont like eating meat. so eat mock chicken soup. it is a magical cure. masturbation also works to cure people."
last night i had a dream that made me think. it wasnt an extremely enjoyable dream, but it wasnt bad either. though what it made me think about were the my goals and dreams that i had growing up and how i abandoned them towards the end of high school. and though i dont think i would do much differently, i am still a little tiny bit upset withmyself for not reaching my goals or fulfilling my dreams. i dont know why i said that in the plural because i am really just talking about one specific thing.
though then i woke up and lauren and i had some fun wednesday morning talking in bed and then we took a shower together. and it was good. i think we need to make wednesday morning showers a tradition to go along with our tuesday night closing of the blinds so that we sleep in on wednesdays. after we got our acts together (at like 2pmish) we met michael at tdr and sat there until after it was closed for the between lunch and dinner time. it was a really nice discussion. and made me think. when people make me think about my political views that is a good thing.
the rest of the day was spent pretending to be productive with schoolwork with a short break of listening to my parents fight on the phone. that was not fun. they need to go fuck themselves. and i need to stop fucking off with my school work because it is really starting to show for itself and i am way too pretentious to get bad grades.
ok im going to go back to babbling about gender because i only read the first few chapters of the book im reviewing for anthro class so i dont really know anything about palestinian women and reproduction in relation to the palestinian solidarity movement so i use my default bullshit instead. isnt it good that im really good about talking about gender.