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i'm hip hop happy. emma and i are going to see animal collective and it's going to be funfunfun. joel may come as well? we'll see. we might go to richmond the next day after all county auditions to visit my brother/sister and patrick and maybe I can visit john graham too? i don't know we'll see we'll see. i always feel hungover in richmond. i swear it's the air. or the milk. aw i really mari. she's going to fucking columbia university what the fuck. haaa i miss john graham too though, one day during summer he came over to my house wearing a hebrew national baseball hat and i was wearing my naacp hat and we almost had tradsies. maybe someday.
wow, usually i'm not big on cards, unless they are hand written, but this one card my aunt gave me for my birthday is really poignant. It reflects how i'm feeling lately. i feel like a question mark, or those dot dot dots, i forget what they are called. elipses? i feel like punctuation i never feel like the words anymore. grammar always hinders the beauty and flow of the words. or maybe i shouldn't say always, of course punctuation has its time and place, just like rests in musics and default breaths and what not. that's why i like poetry and music because they are one and the same to me. they're just written differently. i've always felt like some poems should mark their time signatures in the beginning because often times the rhythm is misread.
i like singing italian arias because it's a beautiful language and o mio babbino caro is one of the most beautiful songs. i love love love gershwin, ms. madsen let me borrow her george gershwin songbook. i don't know, music has been making me cry lately. i just listen to jimi hendrix playing guitar and i can't helps it. it's so beautiful. it's my favorite.
i don't think i ever want to forget what it feels like to be 17. and i hate peach tea. i like green tea and orange spice tea. i hate black tea.
am i weird? our english teacher asked us to analyze a poem and I thought it was about worms. and no matter how i looked at it i couldn't stop thinking it was about worms. and the poets name was john lox and i couldn't stop thinking about my grandma and bagels. life and our brains are just a big word association game. i love that class though because all i do in that class is doodle and read poetry.
someone tried to convert me in the lunch line today. and this is the first day i've bought lunch this year. i'm never buying lunch again. i hate crispy chicken anyway. homemade pbj's do the trick. he handed me a pamphlet out of his bookbag and i read it not knowing what it was at first and the first line said, "YOU MUST ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST INTO YOUR LIFE TO AVOID ETERNAL DAMNATION!!!" I gave it back to him and said, "sorry i don't believe in god." he was actually a really nice kid though and we had a really interesting conversation. i think it's always good to keep having dialogue with people who have completely different views as you. i feel like lately i've just been talking to a lot of people who believe in the same things as me, which isn't bad, it just gets boring when everyone is so agreeable. having civilized discussions though makes people more sure about why they believe what they believe or consider why they should think more into what they believe.
is it naive to think that different countries having more girl talks would save the world? as long as it doesn't lead to a cat fight.
but i like sport violence, like roller derby girls, various martial arts, boxing, fight clubs, jello wrestling. everything has a time and place. and i never have enough space on livejournal to say everything i want to say within a reasonable amount of time.
alright i'm going to do something constructive. or destructive. or not structured at all.
wow, usually i'm not big on cards, unless they are hand written, but this one card my aunt gave me for my birthday is really poignant. It reflects how i'm feeling lately. i feel like a question mark, or those dot dot dots, i forget what they are called. elipses? i feel like punctuation i never feel like the words anymore. grammar always hinders the beauty and flow of the words. or maybe i shouldn't say always, of course punctuation has its time and place, just like rests in musics and default breaths and what not. that's why i like poetry and music because they are one and the same to me. they're just written differently. i've always felt like some poems should mark their time signatures in the beginning because often times the rhythm is misread.
i like singing italian arias because it's a beautiful language and o mio babbino caro is one of the most beautiful songs. i love love love gershwin, ms. madsen let me borrow her george gershwin songbook. i don't know, music has been making me cry lately. i just listen to jimi hendrix playing guitar and i can't helps it. it's so beautiful. it's my favorite.
i don't think i ever want to forget what it feels like to be 17. and i hate peach tea. i like green tea and orange spice tea. i hate black tea.
am i weird? our english teacher asked us to analyze a poem and I thought it was about worms. and no matter how i looked at it i couldn't stop thinking it was about worms. and the poets name was john lox and i couldn't stop thinking about my grandma and bagels. life and our brains are just a big word association game. i love that class though because all i do in that class is doodle and read poetry.
someone tried to convert me in the lunch line today. and this is the first day i've bought lunch this year. i'm never buying lunch again. i hate crispy chicken anyway. homemade pbj's do the trick. he handed me a pamphlet out of his bookbag and i read it not knowing what it was at first and the first line said, "YOU MUST ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST INTO YOUR LIFE TO AVOID ETERNAL DAMNATION!!!" I gave it back to him and said, "sorry i don't believe in god." he was actually a really nice kid though and we had a really interesting conversation. i think it's always good to keep having dialogue with people who have completely different views as you. i feel like lately i've just been talking to a lot of people who believe in the same things as me, which isn't bad, it just gets boring when everyone is so agreeable. having civilized discussions though makes people more sure about why they believe what they believe or consider why they should think more into what they believe.
is it naive to think that different countries having more girl talks would save the world? as long as it doesn't lead to a cat fight.
but i like sport violence, like roller derby girls, various martial arts, boxing, fight clubs, jello wrestling. everything has a time and place. and i never have enough space on livejournal to say everything i want to say within a reasonable amount of time.
alright i'm going to do something constructive. or destructive. or not structured at all.