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"Remember, remember the 5th of November. The gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot."
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[03 Nov 2009|12:51pm] |
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I'm extraordinarily bored sitting in my computer class shooting the breeze until it actually starts at 1:30pm. I have nothing better to do, so why not go on facebook and such? I have plenty of homework I should be working on, but hey, I'm a damn good procrastinator. I think later I'll be editing this entry by adding some pictures that I took at Anthony's band's show and some I took of Morena yesterday. If you're my friend on facebook, I have them already uploaded... in case you're in dire need of seeing them, haha. Ugh, I'm stuck in this damn room until 3:30pm. It sucks SO bad. I hate this class with a passion; it's so boring. I swear to God it's going to put me to sleep one of these days. Last week we learned how to save a fucking document. I kid you fucking not. The only reason why I'm in this class is because the acuplacer test was so complicated and apparently I don't know what I'm doing. Yeah, okay. Sorry I don't use excel or any of that shit no one else uses. Oh well, I have to suck it up. At least I can do what the teacher tells me to do during class and still be on facebook or whatnot at the same time. I have so much shit to do this week, it's ridiculous. I'm glad school is just deciding to kill me... since the semester ends next month. Speaking of which, I get to sign up for classes soon. I have no fucking clue of what I'm going to take. I guess I'll just have to see what's on the schedule sheets and try to figure out what my life might be like in January.
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I suck at updating/commenting, guys. I'm sorry. I've been super busy and I've been running around like crazy! I went to Anthony's show last weekend and this weekend. They were amazing, as always. I'm not really a fan of metal, but I like their band a lot. And I'm not just saying that because I'm dating the bassist; I really like their music. I took a bunch of pictures from this weekend... I forgot my camera last weekend. It was a Halloween type deal this weekend so the entire band painted their faces and all the groupies got to dress up too if they wanted. Leave it to me to think that my original costume idea would be too slutty (for being in Manchester, NH). I wanted to go in a polkadot dress, fishnets, high heels, etc. My friend Cammy (who's dating the drummer) dressed as Amy Winehouse! I was probably the only girl there not dressed like a damn whore. I was disappointed, haha. Let's see; what else? I have a huge project that I have to present in about eight days and I've barely come up with what I'm doing it on. Major, chronic writer's block. Seriously. Also, a rough draft of a research paper is close to being due. I've gotten through a few paragraphs but keep changing my mind on a bunch of things. I think my brain might be malfunctioning. Maybe it's telling me to get out more. Or it's just trying to make me fail at life. That's always an option. Last night I went and saw Where the Wild Things Are again. God dammit, that movie is so damn cute. So unbelievably sad at the end, aah! Haha, I'm pathetic, I'm sorry. I saw Whip It with my dad today. Now I just really want to be in a roller derby and kick a bunch of ass. That would be so much fun. Ugh, now I have to do homework.
Ugh, I can't believe it's already November. This means it's only going to get colder and it's going to start snowing and I'm going to be miserable because I hate the snow and I hate being cold! I seclude myself inside as often as possible because I hate any contact with winter weather. The year is over in only two months. It went by so fast! I feel like it just started... and now it's ending. It's kind of depressing.
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[29 Oct 2009|10:35pm] |
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porcelain and china dolls
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[28 Oct 2009|05:15am] |
Belief & Technique
For Modern Prose
by Jack Kerouac
List of Essentials
1. Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
2. Submissive to everything, open, listening
3. Try never get drunk outside yr own house
4. Be in love with yr life
5. Something that you feel will find its own form
6. Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind
7. Blow as deep as you want to blow
8. Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind
9. The unspeakable visions of the individual
10. No time for poetry but exactly what is
11. Visionary tics shivering in the chest
12. In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you
13. Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
14. Like Proust be an old teahead of time
15. Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog
16. The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye
17. Write in recollection and amazement for yourself
18. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea
19. Accept loss forever
20. Believe in the holy contour of life
21. Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind
22. Dont think of words when you stop but to see picture better
23. Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning
24. No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
25. Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it
26. Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form
27. In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness
28. Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better
29. You're a Genius all the time
30. Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven
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