November 2010
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October 2010
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Friday night was alright. In class I realized I should start worrying about my grades… :. Then we did a ghost walk on campus. Saturday night Ashely, Ashleigh, and I went to Kennywood. I’ve never been in a haunted house before, so we went in plenty of those. Im glad Ashleigh let me cling on to her for dear life. But I kept laughing at what was supposed to scare me, I have no idea...
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The Japanese Popstars Feat. Green Velvet - Let Go
We’re equal
We’ve gone a long way
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Things have been so normal and uninteresting, so I havent been writing down what happens daily… But today it was turkish dinner with dancers, speakers, and musicians. it was cool. It made me really miss KS though. Those festivals, fairs, shows, performances, balls, I miss being involved in them; doing the dancing, then bowing, then intermingling with the crowd and being showered with...
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Let people do whatever people do. Oh, but don’t die - that’s nature’s job.
Don’t tell people what to do, maybe give guidance, but do not control (whether it’s their first or fifth hidden intention). People DO try their best at whatever they are doing…whatever it may be. What prevents them from being flawless is …well there’s so many variables -...
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I want to show all of these lights…
(It’s bright outside, and it feels like it can last forever. The sun is nigh. And maybe it’s blind of me to do so, but at least I’m safer. It is this place where that gut feeling feels “at home”)
…and show what it feels like to feel color
(Colors appear to have a strange connotation to me. Each color can mean an...
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watch it and LET’S ANALYZE THE SUBLIMINAL MESSAGING IN IT
yes?
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“The well dressed man is he whose clothes you never notice”
– William Somerset Maugham
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Listen
flower pedals, a heavy bass bumping, dry sand, acceleration, skin ;;; cherry tomatoes, grapes with crunchy PB, rambutans, thick smoothies ;;; incense, smoke, skin ;;; Nature’s vibrant colors (ie., sunsets, tornado storms), dim lights, parallel lines, parallelograms, equilateral triangles, large snow blankets ;;; our dangigly earrings softly chiming, my bangles tinkling, distant trains
These...
“Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.”...”
When will the storm pass? Because it doesn’t...
“Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in the mirror”
– Kahlil Gibran
Graphic of the Day: Thriller
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R.I.P Michael Jackson
my apologizes, i’m not sure how to make it...
I am stuck. And I am on hold and i am stuck.
Anyways, last night went well. It was Bailey’s XX Birthday Bash/Bowl. It began with us getting ink’d! (I got my cyber-cuircuitboard with flowers growing out of it on the low part of my shoulder blade). Then we got some great asian food from a place that just opened. Next we bought a hookah and necklaces. After that, we went to Rite-Aid to...
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I do too
I figured something else out! Yey logic put into words! But I like to open myself, to put my self out there, because when I was you (a reader) I was looking for something to relate to. It was a coping method. I figured that there is someone who would want what I did. (Or if you have other purpose, that’s cool too. It would be interested for me to hear it out). I like Logic. I like to think...
good ol’ Copeland
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Becca and I rearranged our beds and desks :} there’s more space to do activities now.
I feel like I should go back to therapy. It’s unbiased in their walls of professional wisdom. It’s the one place to let my walls down and it can only be beneficial. My sub conscious has been out of wack, and I dont know what to do but keep trying to be healthy. But what...
"The hills are alive with the sound of music."
everythingitseems:
Blue
Great time at dinner. I will write it in my memories to keep.
Part of balance is laughter
Classes were okay. I didn’t do too great on my midterm for my women’s rights class…I just do not know how to write. I do Not know how to fix it. I have no idea why I never get anything higher than a low B on annyyyyy essay… if i knew what was wrong, I would fix it. But I dontttt....
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“You don’t just stop loving someone. You either never did or you always...”
