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english class.
acrobats.
bristle pine cone
forest.

woke up late.



and got out of town.





drove.

aaah!

i'm supposed to be researching for my term paper and instead i've spent an hour on photobooth, have written all over myself with a sharpie, drank lots and lots of tea, and looked up endless eve videos.

aaaah!

WHAT A FUCKING KID.

Wow. i have full confidence in feeling pretty private on here, so i just want to ventventventventvent. let it oouuuut.

por q necesito frustrarme en tal manera? esque quisiera irme y tambien volver y aveces visitar ese lugar en mi corazon una vez mas, tan solo para saber que todavia esta alli. pero quien sabra mejor que yo? y aun asi, no se. porque vi fotos? porque aun me siento tal? esque estoy peleando contra mi misma y en si veo mi problema. estoy llena de pelea en lugar de resignarme. aveces, pero mejor dicho, casi siempre soy yo la enamorada sin recurso. porque tratar de finjir otro rollo? es sin duda un estupidez tratar de pelear con si mismo.

DRop IT!

eh

i found christy road's webpage through her facebook which i found through the qocff page which i found because i've been spending entirely too much time online. what am i doing online so much? why do i keep staring at my computer so fervently as if it had answers to questions i haven't even begun to formulate yet.
today was weird. i was supposed to go to some house show but couldnt find the house, was supposed to drop off a kombucha baby but couldnt find its new mom, was supposed to give myself a haircut but instead shaved off quite a bit of my hair, was supposed to finish my hw but instead had a 3hour long discussion about poly love and loveless.
maybe tomorrow will be a bit more manageable.
but that isn't what i really want.

hah!

i posted twice in one month! i am getting better at this. today is a good day: it's sunny outside, i had french toast, and i finished another college application! oh, god of small things, i love you. really, i want to send you a thank you card with some flowers and maybe chocolates since its close to easter. sometimes you just wander into my mind and i think, hmm, so glad yr here.
ksrsly, it has been pretty good today. the kind of good i get from peace in the mind. thanks to my friend, michelle, my choices are a little more concrete and reasonable and i feel i cant stand on them a little better without feeling like i'm sliding off.
so i guess what i have to say is
NO, I don't think I'll be doing that. again.
haha.
finishing my mills application was fun, if only because it was so easy and quick and could change my life for the next two years and all it took was a half hour.
i'm procrastinating now, but that's ok, i needed a little break anyways.

BREAK!

So I've been working on my latest project all morning, and it's given me a headache. I've been messing tooo hard with it. I want to make mashups of riot grrrl bands with old school hip hop, and maybe some new school beats as well, but like any project, i want it to come off absolutely perfect on my first try, so I keep abandoning things that aren't mindblowingly awesome on the first go. Sigh. so i'm gona write about how hard it is to be perfectionist for a while. I think it's a sick form of masochism. Totally irrational, completely self demeaning, and absolutely tiring. If i was my own boss I'd be making snide remarks behind my back by now.
today i'm tired. i have lots to complain about and don't want to be the debby at the downer party. i think i'm gona keep to myself, make some more mediocre mashups, bake some bread, and get more sleep. oh, and go to calculus class. yee!
i've become really obsessive about checking my email today, mostly because i've sent off resumes to a few restaurants and i'm hoping someone will find me hirable. i do like working at the cafe, but i find myself worrying about money much more often than i'd like to. right now, i'm hoping zachary's will hire me back. it may seem like a step back, but i don't think it is. what's wrong with wanting to make more money at a place where i already know everyone and work well?
i bought a tarot deck at the anarchist book fair that i'm really happy with. that's been my other brand new loveable toy. i had been searching around for a bit for a tarot deck, but didn't really want any that i saw. this one's printed by eberhardt press, a rad publishing company? collective? group of kids? from pdx. the cards are designed by rad queers from up there, and feature gender neutral/gender transgressive folk. need i say more?
i've been listening to a loooot of tlc and destiny's child lately.. not as much as i did when i was a teen, but enough. when u mix them up with sleater kinney and bikini kill i find they compliment each other pretty well in some awesomely weird way. Maybe i should throw in some ooooold yeah yeah yeahs and some clash. then it'll be my highschool music playlist.
i've been thinking a lot about highschool, and how i totally sold myself out around junior year. i think a lot of that had to do with being told that i should just get used to being a loner, because that's what i'd be. i couldn't accept that at the time. what 15 year old wants to hear that even though they can't connect with people around them, and even though all they want to do is connect with people around them, they might as well get used to it, because that's their lot? yeah, though so.
i've spent a lot of time trying not to be a loner. it's been a fun, debaucherous, self- depricating, crazy time. seven years of binge drinking and lascivious grinding. i loved it. but i think that's coming to an end now. i want to use all that energy i put into that life into something else. and it's HARD. changing habits is tough. i find i can't use most of the 'tools' i took for granted for so long. so i'm stressed out more often. and i'm moody more often. and i feel bad for my housemates for having to deal with me letting go of smoking. i'm hoping by april i will be on a better role.
pros of not smoking:
-i smell better
-i'm not stuffed up
-i'm saving 10 bucks a week
-im facing the things that stress me out
-my persistent cough vanished!

i'm on safari

As part of this thing I'm trying out again, I'm going to attempt to write in this everyday. again. hopefully it'll last more than a day this time. Resolutions of mine have very short life spans. Let's see. I'm currently shopping around for a new job- maybe something selling books? Binding books? Want to pay me to read books? I'm very quick and efficient.
I'm secretly hoping I get fired because the company can't afford my salary and then I'll just hop on unemployment for a while. I think I have the potential to be a very productive bum. I'm very good at streaming movies online all day, waiting 3 days to do my dishes, and staring at facebook for hours on end. Procrastination is the most refined skill I have in my repertoire.
Yesterday I went to Lake Temescal and swam, frolicked, and took in some sun. I didn't shower the lake off till this morning. I simply was too lazy to take a shower last night. Maybe bacteria is good for my hair. Maybe my locks will gleam in the sun, in that natural way they haven't done since i was 3 and my hair was washed with johnson and johnsons. Oh baby hair. Oh babies! I saw this one little girl in a summer dress on the lake yesterday. She was so chatty and happy. Maybe I'll get a baby instead of a kitty.
We keep the cats' litter box in the bathroom in this apartment. Well, i guess most people do and I don't know why I find it so odd to have it in there. I guess we should all shit in the same place, but why do I have to have dirty kitty litter all over my tile floor? This morning I took a shower, and when I got out, the kitty was waiting for his turn to use the bathroom. He even growled at me as he sauntered in. I guess I did take a bit longer than usual.