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     I came back to my dorm after another weekend at home--highlights were seeing Borat and Running with Scissors in theaters--and, once again, I found dead insects all over my bed. It was as if a parade of ants knew I would be gone for the weekend, snuck into my room, got totally trashed, and here I am as the unsuspecting authority figure coming ( Read more... )

     And so I'm stuck with the unique problem of being the most vulnerable to writing shitty poetry that-I-will-be-embarassed-about-forever and unable to fight the urge since I have to write poems for class and yet I don't want to because I know how bad they'll be. I never really wrote poetry, although I kind of used to in the other journal I had, ( Read more... )

     I probably say that everything is "the most depressing _____ ever," but right now it's my poetry class. This isn't to suggest anything about the professor (who I like) or my classmates (who seem nice enough) or anything, but merely my own failings as a writer. Somebody asked me a couple of weeks ago in my Fiction class what my concentration ( Read more... )

     And so I can safely say it's been a bad night. Five A.M., it's been bad. I would say soul crushing but I don't really believe in souls so shall we say "morale hammering"? It's not a good fit, but neither am I. 2:20 A.M., supposedly when I finished my last entry. As I'm writing, I notice a black ant crawling away on my left wrist. I assumed ( Read more... )

     Class schedule + TV Schedule = No Maury this fall.

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In other news; I think my memory is shot. My skills have a writer has significantly decreased, in my opinion only, because I fear I've lost much of the good vocabulary I've accumulated in my education. My Modern Literature Professor was speaking of 'The Waste Land' to the rest of the ( Read more... )

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       Human beings are capable of such great thought, aren't we?
  
  Summer is drawing to a close and I couldn't be more--let's just leave it at more. Three months with nothing but a Nintendo, Netflix's poor-ass service (an egregious turnaround since last year's knockout performance!), and the 30 or so books on my shelf that I haven't read ( Read more... )

• I own 4 (count 'em) Adam Sandler movies, including Little Nicky
• I prefer fake sports (pro wrestling) to real sports (futbol)
• Most, if not all, the "classic" literature on my shelves I have either not read all the way through or had done so through SparkNotes. Therefore The Sun Also Rises could be my favorite book and I might also like ( Read more... )

If you really want to hear about it, what happened was that I had been driving around with an expired tag. I wasn't driving drunk and even if I was I will admit; I am an excellent drunk driver. That's a joke, by the way (which part I'll leave up to you). The point is, a female cop pulls me over and asks me frankly ( Read more... )

Never have I been so worried about a class that should be so easy! In the fall, I'll be taking Form and Technique of Poetry as a requirement for my creative writing major. The problem is that I know nothing about poetry. When I say this, please do not assume that I know some, as if I've read Bukowski and Emily Dickinson but the rest is a blur; I ( Read more... )