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im not here this isnt happening [15 Aug 2004|11:38am]
im not necessarily excited for school but im not necessarily excited for the summer anymore, im not necessarily excited for new people i wont talk to, but i am excited for fall and winter
the end.
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[12 Jul 2004|02:47am]
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[05 Jul 2004|03:35pm]
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
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[28 Mar 2004|09:54pm]
often we dont struggle to improve conditions, we struggle for the right to say we improve conditions. and so often we form communities only to use them as exclusionary devices. we forget that somewhere man is beside himself with grief. somewhere people are calling for teachers and no one is answering. somewhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against the door. somewhere these people are keeping records, writing a book. for now we can call it The Book About the Basic Flaw, or The Book About the Letter A, or Any Title That a Book About a Man That No One Cares About Might Have. and as we turn the pages we call out the sounds of a vanishing alphabet, standing here waiting
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peace [05 Mar 2004|11:44pm]
hey guys change is the only constant in life! think about it im right
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P A R T Y YYYY [31 Oct 2003|05:54pm]
im not really into today as a holiday because im not 7 years old anymore and nothing is fun. tomorrow is november, i like november a lot. im going to a party tonight so i need to go get ready
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alot of people are a waste of space [16 Oct 2003|09:01pm]
today i went to school, loved it, and then i caught a green nugget. bye nugget
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the last time i checked narcotics werent a topping available on pizza [13 Oct 2003|10:51pm]
i am so tired i dont know.. i cant sleep ive got too much homework to do and ive got alot on my mind
like what? i cant say
i dont try to be sad and depressed like all you fucking losers. its so ridiculous how they pretend to be sad just becuiase its cool i hate you all, well i dont

i love life its so dramatic and funny
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<666 [30 Sep 2003|10:10pm]
i wish i could stab time right in its big fucking face with a sharp knife and watch the blood drip down
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it takes a long time but god dies too [17 Sep 2003|09:56pm]
good fucking night you sons of bitches
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AIM is fun when you make a secert screen name [16 Aug 2003|07:26pm]
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school starts in t-minus 1 day
erika leaves in t-mius 5 days
theres alot of memories ahead. good and bad. im worried about the bad ones im afraid of myself and all the crap im going to do this year
maybe things arent so bad but its so easy to pretend it all sucks

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[09 Aug 2003|02:09am]
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[01 Aug 2003|02:38pm]
alright here goes...

el paso, damn girl we've been together for a while now. i mean, youre hot and all..but sometimes a lil too hot. its a little much when you burn my white skin. actually you know what..fuck you el paso. FUCK YOU TO HELL!! i hate you!! you're a little bitch, all my friends have left you already. and your sister,juarez, is alittle bitch too. tell that slut i hate her. arggggh i cant wait to get out of you. you piece of hot ass shitty shit shit i hope you fucking get sucked in the soil or something. if the boredom you provide doesnt kill me first ill be at your doorstep with a shovel. fuck you.
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oooh messy life (6:45:02 PM): hi erika!! [24 Jul 2003|08:56pm]
life is so dumb but theres some people that make it all better and to those few people, i salute you
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to repeat these options press fuck you [17 Jul 2003|04:28pm]
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i remember when certain people didnt read my journal. but now they do so i cant write about anything in public

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a b c d e f g h i j k lost [11 Jun 2003|07:10pm]
[ mood | hi ]

this afternoon i got in a car accident i had the right of way. then jorge and romeo came over since me going over there was ruined. right now i am really hungry and i need to have food in my stomach goodbye

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[29 May 2003|09:20pm]
tomorrow is the last day of school, tomorrow night is going to be alot of fun, sunday night is going to be stellar.. i barely passed algebra 2 so i dont have to take summer school now

goodnight you sons of bitches
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[29 Apr 2003|04:30pm]
i figured maybe i should give you all an update. not that you care but i wanna talk.. i went to two classes today i hate high school and what it does to me. josh and i went to breakfast at village inn mmmm pancakes. i only listen to radiohead now i cant listen to anything else im getting really bored with music
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[14 Apr 2003|06:08pm]
"the most frusterated people in the world are those who know they are stupid, and keep trying anyways."

thats me
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[06 Apr 2003|07:13pm]
fsaturday night i went to a bon fire party. ive discovered that things are a lot nicer when you're around people you like
ok im done talking today
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