Tuesday, September 30, 2003
This Will Never Get Old
FOUR SCORA AND SEVAN YEARS AGO OUR FATHERS BROUGHT FORTH ON THIS
CONTIENNT A NU NATION CONCEIEVD IN LIEBRTY AND DADICAETD 2 TEH
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A GREAT CIVIL WAR T3STNG WHETH3R TAHT NATION OR ANY NATION SO
CONC3IEVD AND SO DADICAETD CAN LONG 3NDURE1!11 OMG WTF LOL WE R MET ON A GR3AT
BATLEFEILD OF TAHT WAR!!!! WTF LOL WE HAEV COMA 2 D3DICAET A PORTION OF
TAHT FEILD AS A FINAL RESTNG-PLAEC FOR THOSE WHO HERE GAEV THEYRE
LIEVS TAHT TAHT NATION MIGHT LIEV1!!111!1 WTF IT IS AL2GATHER FITNG AND
PROP3R TAHT WE SHUD DO THIS11!!11!! WTF BUT IN A LARG3R SANSE W3 CANOT
D3DICAET WA CANOT CONS3CRAET WA CANOT HALOW THIS GROUND!111 OMG TEH BRAEV MEN LIVNG AND D3AD WHO STRUGLED H3RE HAEV CONS3CRAETD
IT FAR ABOVA OUR POR POWAR 2 AD OR DETRACT!11!11!1 WTF TEH WORLD WIL
LITL3 NOTA NOR LONG REMEMBR WUT WA SAY H3R3 BUT IT CAN NEV3R
FORG3T WT DID HER3!1!!! LOL IT IS FOR US TEH LIVNG RATH3R 2 B
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DEDICAETD 2 DA GREAT TASK REMANENG BFOR3 US-TAHT FROM TH3SE
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THEY GAEV TEH LAST FUL M3ASURE OF DEVOTION-TAHT WE HERA HIGHLY
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NATION UND3R GOD SHAL HAEV A NU BIRTH OF FREDOM AND TAHT
GOVERNMENT OF DA P3OPL3 BY DA PEOPL3 FOR DA PEOPLE SHAL
NOT PERISH FROM DA EARTH
!1!! OMG LOL
1:16 AM
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Saturday, September 27, 2003
Always
You have no idea how much you kill me. I don't know what I did to deserve to die this way, and for some reason you won't tell me. I don't know if you even know or if whatever it was was so terrible that there's no words for it. I just know I miss you, and it's not fair that I don't even know why.
I would kill to see you smile.
All I know is that I would love nothing more than for you to be the best friend I know you can be. I want you to care that I'm not feeling well. I'd love you more if you would think to walk yourself down those flights of stairs and tuck me into my bed and softly sing me a lullabye. I would do anything to see you smile at me right now and hear you tell me that it's all okay.
I know it's not going to happen, and I don't know why.
But I miss you.
And it kills me.
I will always want you
I will always need you
I will always love you
and I will always miss you
3:01 PM
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Monday, September 22, 2003
Air anyone..?
I'm not too sure on this, but I think I may be suffocating. Slowly. There's so much that's going on in this space around me and I can't keep up with it. Truth is maybe I don't want to keep up with it. Truth is things may be more intersting for me when I"m drowning.
Don't do what you want. Do what you don't want. Do what you're trained not to want.
It's the opposite of following your bliss.
Truth is. Truth is. Truth is nothing. Truth doesn't matter. Whatever we tell ourselves is truth is what we believe, so there is nothing that is absolute. I wish I had the freedom to be myself and not feel insecure about it. I wish this wasn't about me, but everything always is. We are the lead characters in our own stories.
There's so much I want to say to everyone, and I wish I knew how. I wish I wasn't so hung up on always being the good guy; the one no one gets mad at. I wish I weren't so important, but it is. It's the way I was born and raised.
Be close with your friends, be closer with your enemies.
Sometimes I wish I had the courage to get away. But truth is, I like it here. I want to engineer things. I want family. I want friends who made it. I don't want to think of anyone as "I look good in comparison" because that's not important. But it is important. It just shouldn't be.
I hate walking home everyday and thinking to myself how things would be different if her temper was different, or if maybe I deserve it. I don't know what it means; I don't think it's mine to know. It just gets hard sometimes when I'm this puppy-dog in the suite who takes the abuse. This happens more than it should. This means more to me than it was supposed to.
I miss days when I can look at him in the eyes and not say anything. When I look at him long enough that his face is contorted into nothing more than shapes of colors layered on top of each other and the sides of his face get fuzzy because I'm not concentrating on them. All I can focus on are his eyes, and we have immense conversations in that silence. Silence makes everything okay. Being faceless makes everything okay.
Everything isn't okay.
Too many people talk. Too many people make things big and let them get out of hand. This isn't what it's about. That's not the point. Truth is, I'd like to get out of it. I'd like to take a step back and let things sink in, but there's no time for that. Everything is rushed and beauty is lost.
Beauty is power the way money is power the way a loaded gun is power.
I wish I could think of these things on my own. I wish I was that creative that I can conceive of things rather than just get upset about them.
I need to disappear for a couple days. I've lost track of how often I say that, but it doesn't get any less true.
5:24 PM
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Thursday, September 18, 2003
It's been too long
I've missed this place. There's been a lot going on, but I'll keep this short and snappy (on schappy. hahahahhaa I crack me up.)
We're having a party this Saturday, and because it's obviously inspired by Rules of Attraction, it's called the "Dress to get Screwed" party. Which will translate loosely into "drunken slut-fest;" a reason for the Trips to get drunk and flirt with all of our friends.
Yesterday, Summer fell asleep in the middle of the day while reading Bio. She had a dream while she napped, and middle-of-the-day dreams always fuck her up. This one, however, was one of the worst.
Flash forward into the future: Sunday morning. Summer wakes up, probably slightly hung over. She turns in bed, looks over, and lying next to her is Suhail. Not knowing what happened the night before, she leaves her room, enters mine with the intention of getting in bed with me and sleeping. Instead of having extra room, though, my bed is occupied by me and Leprechaun Josh. Not that I'm complaining... So in her persuit of somewhere to sleep, she heads to Nancy's room. In bed with Nancy, though, is Buck.
This is the moment when Summer wakes, and turns to us for reactions to the dream. I ask her how much weirder it would be to wake up with me or Nancy in bed with her instead of Suhail. She says she'd probably freak out, but I think she has faith in herself to stay straight.
Anyway, this brings me to the idea that it WOULD be funny if I try to sleep with Summer. So last night, I think it's funny to put up the away message "doing physics then going to sleep....with Summer." She reads this and we have a good laugh, but little does she know how serious my intentions are (uh huh). So when it's time for me to go to sleep, I get changed, go into her room with every intention of sitting on the edge of her bed and say, "I'm tired. Move over."
Wouldn't I know it...she's asleep when I walk in.
So I went back to my room to write her a note saying "I didn't want to wake you, but thanks for a wild night." On the way back to her room I rack my brain to think of a good spot to leave my note, and decide on under her pillow. What better place than right by her face? She wouldn't miss that.
Wouldn't I also know it, but she woke up when I tried slipping my masterpiece under her head. She opened her eyes to my face about 5 inches away. That would scare the shit out of anyone.
She just left my room to go to sleep, leaving with, "I'm locking my door tonight."
1:03 AM
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Monday, September 15, 2003
I haven't actually *posted* in a long time....
So why change that now? More funny IM quotes:
jim44022: >:o
Auto response from booobay: Mona to Jim:
MkBunny9: because if you think you are my mother, i think you are female.
jim44022: I'M NOT A FEMALE
11:49 PM
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Friday, September 12, 2003
Almost Charlie-esque
Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.
12:47 AM
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Wednesday, September 10, 2003
I wonder....
Why Elliot rocks:
Elliot: its too bad fart noises cant be transmitted via Instant Message
Auto response from Nora: Where the hell am I to find the lies to say when she's around?
Elliot: damnit this world isnt worth living in
3:21 PM
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Monday, September 08, 2003
Everything's supposed to have a happy ending...
My lips are raw as hell
From biting on them just to stay awake
It's not like I'm gonna need them, you won't be around
To see them bleed and break
1:50 PM
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in the past 24 hours...
Happy Birthday Leprechaun Josh and RIP Sean Roberts.
12:24 AM
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Friday, September 05, 2003
Mona sucks
Yep.
5:56 PM
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Want some Magnum?
"This could only be funnier if I were the SA president." I can almost still see his long, graceful fingers grasping the sides of his paper bag, inside of which is something that should never be present at the campus-wide activities fair. Well it's not that it shouldn't be present, it's more like it's just very unlikely. You see, Mr. CoolestManEver, Josh Veazey, decided it would be the funniest thing he could do of the day if he brought a 40 to the activities fair. In his own words, "Everyone's here trying to promote that touchy-feely crap." And apparenly he couldn't stand for it. I kept on asking if he was getting drunk, since it was getting late at 3:00 pm(an appropriate time to start drinking [I'm joking]), and he would say "I'm not drunk, I'm being funny." I told him he's the coolest person I've ever met and he made me put it in my profile. I did. I'm an obedient lap dog.
5:55 PM
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Thursday, September 04, 2003
hahahahha
The only acceptable substitution to an actual post is just pictures of Mona being a crackwhore.
11:06 PM
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hahah Jim...
jim: ???????
Auto response from nora: "Nuns are weird. They're meant to be all holy and shit, but they look hot in those dresses."
jim: no they don't
5:15 PM
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Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Oops...
I'm out of this contest soo bad. But yeah. It just takes entirely too much effort to think of something creative and/or useful to say every day. Not that I could even do it every other day, but that's not the point. At least I wasn't one of the people out in the first two days. :-)
I've missed Rochacha. Last night I partook in a viewing of Fast Times at Ridgemont High in Suhail's room, and he still lives in a room on a quad so it was like our movie showings with Summer last year - a handful of kids sitting either on the bed, taking over every chair they can find, and a few on the floor. The movie wasn't too exceptional, but the people made it fun. Classes aren't going to be too bad, either, except maybe Dynamics, but we'll see. I think it'll be good.
4:50 PM
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Monday, September 01, 2003
Why I Love Mary:
Mary: Mary: i think you and your roommate and tom should take a road trip somewhere
Mary: like toronto or something
Mary: it would be fun
Auto response from Nora: Pilar is here!
Mary: Jeff: and tom?
Mary: arent yal friends...
Jeff: ....
Mary: or did the sex get in the way of friendship
Mary: ?
Jeff: alrighty, wow there
Jeff: no
Mary: Jeff: no sex
Mary: lol, sorry...
Mary: had to take one for the trip
Mary: s
12:12 AM
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