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WHO WANTS TO KNOW WHAT I HAVE BEEN UP TO
IT IS YOU
I KNOW IN MY HEART THIS IS TRUE
well i suppose i ought to post an actual entry in here since i neglect this thing more than a korean baby (see mmorpg reference)
anyway, last night i went bowling and tonight i was at a party. i can honestly say i really enjoy adam, ally, and erica's company greatly as i think we share a similar style of humor yet they are leaving next semester. i have yet to grasp the concept of SELF, where are the people partying and stripping (fellas need not apply) why isn't this instantaneously granted the second i will myself to will it into being? Where are the adoring fans? my feeble effort at this institution has left me grasping for more shining red apples, no fuck it, golden glistening apples handed personally from a wrenched open space in the sky.
oh an as for the fellas, tonight in particular had two of them attempt a drunken excuse for a grope. this is truly what it means to be a woman. yet as it was going on and i punched jokingly (seriously, in the kidneys) my mind was realizing that this behavior is pretty much ok with most people since it has the holy stamp of "i'm just a drunken horny guy that probably won't get some, please excuse me tomorrow i will be too meek to look you in the eyes". It's not alarming as it is sad.
but all in all it did not ruin a good evening.
there was however an awkward goodnight hug with an awkward goodnight kiss on the cheek. this is interesting as my friends hug goodnight but not kiss as you may imagine.
i'm sad to say we didn't get to finish watching firefly and that most people left as we were walking to gq to get midnight snacks.
thats basically how the party ended, and here i am laying on my bed feeling myself drip down off the bed into pure puddles of id.
i wish it wasnt true but all the bad things, the uncertain, grasping fearful things. are slipping down my throat and i can taste it so easily now. and the good? well the good is patiently mincing up my stomach waiting to be reabsorbed....
oh, there are some things you will never say no matter how deep it hits.
here is also the masturbatory image that i spent an two hours painting today, mostly choosing colors:
and here are some extra capitalized letters that i was intending to use but didin't: ASDJLKASDJLAKSDQWEOQEIQWOIEPGHSKLDFKLDSF
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i cannot wait to go home. hopefully chris will come back for the weekend and we will have a chance to hang out the three of us - seems to me like it's been a while since any of that. did i mention my parents are having a party? i am bringing music but i don't have an idea for a costume yet.
also: hopefully my mother and i will be able to drag my dad along to Melting Pot with us in honor of my mom's 47th (?) birthday. might be older, though i must say i am impressed that she still looks so young. congradulatory high fives all around!
IT IS YOU
I KNOW IN MY HEART THIS IS TRUE
well i suppose i ought to post an actual entry in here since i neglect this thing more than a korean baby (see mmorpg reference)
anyway, last night i went bowling and tonight i was at a party. i can honestly say i really enjoy adam, ally, and erica's company greatly as i think we share a similar style of humor yet they are leaving next semester. i have yet to grasp the concept of SELF, where are the people partying and stripping (fellas need not apply) why isn't this instantaneously granted the second i will myself to will it into being? Where are the adoring fans? my feeble effort at this institution has left me grasping for more shining red apples, no fuck it, golden glistening apples handed personally from a wrenched open space in the sky.
oh an as for the fellas, tonight in particular had two of them attempt a drunken excuse for a grope. this is truly what it means to be a woman. yet as it was going on and i punched jokingly (seriously, in the kidneys) my mind was realizing that this behavior is pretty much ok with most people since it has the holy stamp of "i'm just a drunken horny guy that probably won't get some, please excuse me tomorrow i will be too meek to look you in the eyes". It's not alarming as it is sad.
but all in all it did not ruin a good evening.
there was however an awkward goodnight hug with an awkward goodnight kiss on the cheek. this is interesting as my friends hug goodnight but not kiss as you may imagine.
i'm sad to say we didn't get to finish watching firefly and that most people left as we were walking to gq to get midnight snacks.
thats basically how the party ended, and here i am laying on my bed feeling myself drip down off the bed into pure puddles of id.
i wish it wasnt true but all the bad things, the uncertain, grasping fearful things. are slipping down my throat and i can taste it so easily now. and the good? well the good is patiently mincing up my stomach waiting to be reabsorbed....
oh, there are some things you will never say no matter how deep it hits.
here is also the masturbatory image that i spent an two hours painting today, mostly choosing colors:
and here are some extra capitalized letters that i was intending to use but didin't: ASDJLKASDJLAKSDQWEOQEIQWOIEPGHSKLDFKLDSF
edit edit edit edit edit:
i cannot wait to go home. hopefully chris will come back for the weekend and we will have a chance to hang out the three of us - seems to me like it's been a while since any of that. did i mention my parents are having a party? i am bringing music but i don't have an idea for a costume yet.
also: hopefully my mother and i will be able to drag my dad along to Melting Pot with us in honor of my mom's 47th (?) birthday. might be older, though i must say i am impressed that she still looks so young. congradulatory high fives all around!