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outbursts are a big part of my personality. Went to devs guesthouse tonight and hung out for a bit after going to a movie w/a few women. someone called me on saying "girls" today and now i will be conscious of it forever. I understand the implications, but PC people have annoyed me since i became integrated into the californian society, where there is no such thing as "poor taste" and "offense". i approve.among friends, technicalities like that just piss me off. im slightly drunk at the moment. i also have a pounding headache. today in my core class we talked about the movie aliens as an allegory for society's problems with labour and reproduction. initially i thought that this sort of nitpicky interpretation was overanalysis, but today i realized that any product of society is complex because it subconciously represents diffferent apsects of society that are multifaceted and profound.especially films. previously i had always discounted that sort of thing because i felt like nothing mattered unless it was intentional, and filmakers couldnt possibly know that they were dealing with these contemporary social issues, and if they didnt know it doesnt matter. im glad i realized that analysis has nothing to do with intention...i guess i knew that from lit, but had never applied it to film. i feel so incomplete never having taken a film course. my core class is really enlightening.
ugh i have a headache. today i played a marvelous game of croquet and slept wonderfully, aside from a terribly disturbing dream wherein i stabbed an arabic man who drove a blue ice cream truck and was trying to kidnap my siblingsd and me with a screwdriver repeatedly in the balls. really disturbing. also, does your mother ever call you because she's worried about you because she had a bad dream about you? mine does. eerily enough, its always exactly on the night that I have bad dreams about me. thats probably bad or somehting.
speaking of arabs, my family is in lebanon WITHOUT ME!!! im dying on the inside, really. i miss it sooooo much. also, its been hard not talking to them for a week. shit. i forgot to pay my cell phone bill AGAIN! and it got turned off, i just got the text. mother fucker, i alllllways forget!!!!
goonight my luvahs
castra
ugh i have a headache. today i played a marvelous game of croquet and slept wonderfully, aside from a terribly disturbing dream wherein i stabbed an arabic man who drove a blue ice cream truck and was trying to kidnap my siblingsd and me with a screwdriver repeatedly in the balls. really disturbing. also, does your mother ever call you because she's worried about you because she had a bad dream about you? mine does. eerily enough, its always exactly on the night that I have bad dreams about me. thats probably bad or somehting.
speaking of arabs, my family is in lebanon WITHOUT ME!!! im dying on the inside, really. i miss it sooooo much. also, its been hard not talking to them for a week. shit. i forgot to pay my cell phone bill AGAIN! and it got turned off, i just got the text. mother fucker, i alllllways forget!!!!
goonight my luvahs
castra