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So my roomate just cleaned my room. I didnt ask her to. She just did.
Part of me really doesnt care. I mean at least all my stuff that I havent gone through yet is in a box for me to sort threw and stuff. And I can walk around freely in my room.
Another part of me is really fucking mad. I havent had a place to call my own in a long while. I havent gotten to have a dirty spot or to have my stuff just thrown everywhere. I havent gotten to laze around with books and and papers and clothes thrown everywhere in 7 MONTHS. So why clean that up? I revealed in it and now its clean and gone. It feels drastic. Like Ive just been reprimanded for loving life again.
I know I will get over it soon. But all I want to do is go to bed for a while now.
My new jobs was uber awesome today. Ha. I set up like 10 listings on ebay today. I ate and talked and was incredbly nervous. Thank god I didnt really have to talk to customers cause i dont know what I would have said. but all in all nicely done.
I need to get my hair redone. It will make me feel better I know that much. And to work on my website. Update it with poems and to add on my friend Renessa's site. If anyone wants to be hosted let me know. i need traffic and i have a whooooole lot of space. plus its free =)
Going to go remember no name for a minute.
Pretty words I want written on this paper.
To be printed out of course.
Hung on my wall for careful inspiration
through considerations
whenever the need shall cross.
But I come up short
with nothing at all
and I'm left with the feeling of a blank wall.
So blank this page of inspiration must remain
until one day I can fill it with something quite
stimulating for all.
In all the things I am, myself I must maintain to remain.
peace out woadies
-danita monqiue
Part of me really doesnt care. I mean at least all my stuff that I havent gone through yet is in a box for me to sort threw and stuff. And I can walk around freely in my room.
Another part of me is really fucking mad. I havent had a place to call my own in a long while. I havent gotten to have a dirty spot or to have my stuff just thrown everywhere. I havent gotten to laze around with books and and papers and clothes thrown everywhere in 7 MONTHS. So why clean that up? I revealed in it and now its clean and gone. It feels drastic. Like Ive just been reprimanded for loving life again.
I know I will get over it soon. But all I want to do is go to bed for a while now.
My new jobs was uber awesome today. Ha. I set up like 10 listings on ebay today. I ate and talked and was incredbly nervous. Thank god I didnt really have to talk to customers cause i dont know what I would have said. but all in all nicely done.
I need to get my hair redone. It will make me feel better I know that much. And to work on my website. Update it with poems and to add on my friend Renessa's site. If anyone wants to be hosted let me know. i need traffic and i have a whooooole lot of space. plus its free =)
Going to go remember no name for a minute.
Pretty words I want written on this paper.
To be printed out of course.
Hung on my wall for careful inspiration
through considerations
whenever the need shall cross.
But I come up short
with nothing at all
and I'm left with the feeling of a blank wall.
So blank this page of inspiration must remain
until one day I can fill it with something quite
stimulating for all.
In all the things I am, myself I must maintain to remain.
peace out woadies
-danita monqiue