today's post-script: i will not be a communications major (or a philosophy major or any flimsy, regretable major for that matter). because i like multiplication & space & the french revolution. i like to recite oddities just as much as i like to fall down slack-jawed to marvel at words.

the science of language ( Read more... )

i am literally sitting around waiting for my hair to grow & creating parties inside my head ( Read more... )

not yet ready to deal with kellen reprimanding me for leaving new york, ive been avoiding her calls & leaving her emails unopened the way my papa leaves his bank statements all over the house. she got me on the phone tonight, through mads' cell. sneak.

elizabeth, what are you doing?
nothing.
no, what are you doing with your life?
chillin, nigga. ( Read more... )

( i bought a seven dollar pen because i always lose pens & i got sick of not caring. )

old record stores & drug terminology & over-the-top hipsters make me culturally anxious. i really dislike being culturally anxious.
i am thinking about school a lot, especially when i have snacks. school & mango slices & schools of fish.
i am anxiousanxiousanxious.


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im not a heartless heathen, it's certainly a sad day when anybody dies, but am i the only one who remembers that the pope had all the pedophiles' backs a couple years ago? more recently, he said that the legalization of gay marriage would serve as a catalyst for all other "evils" in the world. i think he actually called gay marriage the "new ( Read more... )

the sophomore dance is tonight, my sister was asked, & as the routine goes--i do her make up as she instructs & let her wear whatever jewelry suits her fancy. the boy that asked her is a tubby hippie that she refers to by shortening his last name--'zazzz', with extra 'z's. last year, he wrote cute television critiques for the newspaper & i ( Read more... )

to stay busy during wet april that started today, ive begun project #1 ( Read more... )

i think it's strange that considering all the time we spend laughing, so many of my friends dont know how to laugh at themselves. just a side note/thought that doesnt really matter but that i think about ( Read more... )

i do love this little life at home. but it's bizarre, having lunch with my neighbor & mother & then wasting the afternoon til nightime. it's nostalgic, i miss highschool, i miss structure and being taken care of. it's bizarre because though im home, there is no structure other than the flimsy one ive built for myself. & im not being taken care of ( Read more... )