Sometimes we can't wander through days wondering why you are. I want to de-existentialize myself and get down into the dirt of humanity. It's time for a new era of understanding to sweep me off of my feet. Come trouble!! Eat me up!

Today was really average ( Read more... )

-America, FUCK YEAH!
-Swami Vivekanada... Thanks to his beautiful ideas and explaination of my feelings to a Tee!
-Andre Breton & Co.(((((((The Surrealist Manifesto... Exquisite Corpse)))))))
-Ana Mendieta... blood and feathers! What's not to love?
-Making ME happy. No more Mrs. Cool Girl
-1920's Jazz Singers
-Automatic writting
-Never cleaning my room
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School started... nothing new for trash like YOU. Uh our new school building will be great one day. However, for the time being the only words I can thing of to describe it are "dusty" and "factory-like". We enter the building on a loading dock for trucks way in the back of the building ( Read more... )

Summer is almost over, and I'm still sick. Maybe it's mono? Anyway... the college students are back in town, and the streets are FLOODED with humans. I feel like there is something I should be doing. I mean besides typing on the computer.

Using the blows you've taken as an excuse for more, entirely conscientious negativity is decidedly low.  For every bad thing that happens to you, there are an enormous amount of good things waiting to happen if you keep on keepin' on.  I am a devout fan of the strong silent types of old movies, who witness horrible messes and manage to untangle ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I wanted to hold someones hand a lot, and today I will probably get that opportunity. I really have nothing I want to say to the public LJ world, and I don't know how people can keep this shit up!

When I was younger I would try to keep a diary and write secrets in it. But mostly they were made up secrets... I'd pretend like I liked a ( Read more... )

My ideas for an update for this journal come and go like CRAZY.

what to do to make this journal interesting.... hmmm...
I could start creating made up conflicts with made up friends.

SO, I have strep again. Pity me, please!

UMMMM I am doing a beautiful, symbolic, surreal painting that will be sold for real money!

Annnnnd all of my feelings are all muddled right now. I hope someone will save me soon. Someone by the name of "love" HA.

I have strep. yuck!