everything to be done, must be done in one week. while my life collapses around me, and i frantically run all over this fucking city dragging light kits, cameras, spare clothes and boxes, and i give up sleep, sanity, and a sense of comfort and security, i realize that it was always my frantic insane attempts to always do everything at once that ( Read more... )

yes, yes, i should be writing the communications paper that is due in exactly 13.5 hours, but instead i'd rather take a brief break to talk about how i'm FLIPPING OUT!! I do realize what an overtly dramatic stress case i am, but i feel as though I;m simply incapable of completing this paper, regardless of how much time I'm given. I just can't grasp ( Read more... )

my enjoyment of life stems mainly from the ironic, the sarcastic, and occassionally the authentic ( Read more... )

also, brian the music loving prarie boy called me yesterday. he whispered he'd been trying to call, but i haven't been home and he was too nervous to leave a msg. i buy it since i'm generally off running through the city or kicking around the dorms, and i think its sweet that he was sill trying to get in touch after two weeks. so we spoke for ( Read more... )

i sat idle on a mountain for months, camped out alone, too busy doing nothing to think about the somethings that riddled me with guilt. through an alcoholic haze i could see the city smiling, occassionally, i smiled back. and then one night while i slept securely wrapped in black and hot pink nylon threads, i rolled over the side, and awoke to find ( Read more... )

just as i stop shaving my legs and give up hope of meeting someone again, there he is, standing in the kitchen corner rolling joints on a paint plastered dingy table ( Read more... )

i want to write a really great film around auburn lights and animal costumes. an adorable 23 or so boy with a penchant for cereal and idle converstaion revolving around his bear costume mistaken for bunny. every scene has lighting reminiscent of sponged yellow walls and newspapers bled and then dried. it will say something about the bleakness of

ive tried new and improved in filling my head with useless pop facts and pretentious ideologies ( Read more... )

Did they really keep pernament records on us throughout our schooling? Or was the concept a media myth ( Read more... )

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