I woke up around 8:30 am to Brian's mom hacking up a lung. (On Monday nights, when my mom usurps my room, I bike to Brian's awesome house to sleep there. He has such a nice home. His parents are typical american consumers- they love kick-knacks and gadgets and don't recycle. They have a television in nearly every room of their home and most of them ( Read more... )

Today at lunch I was thinking about Alex and I started replaying the night where he fucked Jaime and I could hear them in the other room. It made me so disgusted to think about it that I had to stop eating all together. I was also eating a baked potato skin with little bits of REAL bacon on it. I have not been a good vegetarian lately ( Read more... )

It's the last day of Thanksgiving break, it all went by far too quickly with little satisfaction as usual. However, seeing my extended family wasn't as bad as it has been in the past now that everyone is starting to mature. Aunt Kay had a baby boy just days before Turkey Day and she brought him to the family gathering for everyone to coo and swoon ( Read more... )

Nueva Canción y en Argentina: La Voz de la Gente

VISTA GENERAL:
 Durante de los edades de 1940 a 1970 había surgido una nueva forma de música en Latina América que se llamada Nueva Canción. Esta nueva forma empezó para la protesta contra los gobiernos opresivos, especialmente en Argentina. La Nueva Canción combina la música ( Read more... )

I just came back from the bi-annual Vegan Candlelight dinner hosted by the dining services. I was expecting a typical buffet-style gathering with paper napkins and such. Not so much. It was lovely. The kind of dinner where there is more than one fork and glass. There was even fresh fruit centerpieces and folded cloth napkins. I sat next to Calum ( Read more... )

Well it looks like Alex C. left Salisbury for good. THANK GOD! I visited his house this afternnon while biking to Rite-Aid. I wanted to pick up the CD's that I so graciously let him borrow. I walked into his room and it had been stripped down to a poster on the wall. Brian told me that he had left for home in Baltimore. When I heard that I did a ( Read more... )

I hate you, you stupid fucking bitch. I HATE YOU , GO TO HELL BITCH GO TO HELL.

I want you I want you I want you I want you. I'll never never never never have you I'll never never have you. I want you I want you I want you. YOU YOU YOU. It is YOU. Never never NEVER. I need I deserve I must I loathe I desire I melt I am weak in the knees. But I'll never have you. You are like the succulent peach at the top of the tree which ( Read more... )

I know it's you, Jaime. Go to hell, you hideous slut. Die bitch die! I hate you I hate you I hate you. You ruined the only decent thing I had going since Freshman year. I hate you. I know you are like a dead fish between the sheets. You rotten, cruel, ugly whore. I hope you choke on a sweaty black cock, die in vain like the ditz you are. How dare ( Read more... )

Gosh, do I love Halloween. Today I went to my spanish 315 class in my Housewife costume, it was a lot of fun just walking around in something that I usually would never wear. So far only a few people have nailed my costume without me having to give them a hint. Some people think I am a maid or Mrs. Cleaver which are close enough. Kids from the ( Read more... )