An army recruiter for GMU keeps sending me emails with the subject heading of "Education and Employment Benefits". The emails read as follows:

Hello, My name is SFC Bristol I'm the Army/ Army Reserves Recruiter for GMU. I'm e-mailing you in regards to full-time/ part time employment and education benefits with the U.S. Army. I can also discuss ( Read more... )

How can I have a whole and united view of the world when I am so divided inside?

Dear Tom, I was reminiscing and felt the need to commend you publicly for the following things ( Read more... )

everyone's a fucking tourist. goddam i'm tired of fucking tourists.

Lots has happened since the last update. About a month ago, I left my bike leaning on a tree across the street from my apartment building. I didn't chain it and needless to say the bike was stolen. I wrote a little note and posted it on the tree where the bike had been. It went something like this: "please return my bicycle, I cannot afford a new ( Read more... )

I used to hate emo kids. So I decided I needed to study them in order to understand them better. Last semester I did a research study on emo kids for a youth subcultures class. It covered the history of emo, race/class/gender politics of being emo, the music, style, etc...and analyzed the role of emo in dominant society on various levels. I ( Read more... )

i got a free ticket to the strokes concert last night. i went with my dear emily and stood by the entrance close to the stage, away from the crowd. i stood in the middle of the threshold, smiling, laughing nodding my head at the stroke's drunken antics. it was flashback to middle-school fanaticism, i was the giggling school girl (trying to make ( Read more... )

I had lost all sense of time and space. I laid on my back on the bench on the balcony, feeling myself sway back and forth between trees, the drunken banter inside, and the neighbors windchimes. I picked up my phone and called the first number on the phone book. Says "I'll pick you up outside". I feel myself float past the people inside, talk to me ( Read more... )

I love public transportation. I go to the bus stop at 8 pm after a long day of isolation in my information kiosk and class. And when Green 2 rolls around the bend I feel the most relieved I have all day. And I let everyone in the bus so I can get in last. And it is packed with the Indian students that spend all day on campus. And construction ( Read more... )

the time of graduation is drawing near and i cannot help but chuckle at the thought of leaving behind stale books and dusty theory. goodbye old men, goodbye cynical analysis of corpses. hello ever present fluid life!

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