| snood |
[Aug. 31st, 2007|12:55 am] |
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| i dont even know |
[Aug. 20th, 2007|12:13 am] |
there has been soo much going on its been difficult to get anything done. meaning that my current goal in life has been to learn how to get things done again! i just sighed.
sometimes theres allot i want to talk about but i don't feel that i should. bleh. here are other things i want to talk about tho!
right now im trying to decide if i want to read harry potter which was just lended to me, or essays for a film class which im totally not stoked to be in at the moment. the prof doesn't seem to be very open for traditional critical film theory. so basically the paper i want to write. like how godfather is a critique of the american family or how little caesar is actually gay , i dont feel particularly safe writing. but i think i will probably do that anyway because its hard for me to write papers which I dont actually agree with or aren't interesting in at least SOME way.
as far as how i feel lately, slightly rollercoastery. im trying to learn to control where the tracks go i suppose, and i'm getting better at it.
i read an article that says your supposed to be around people to relax. i agree totally with it. too much time alone leads to neurotic tendencies and an inability to live in the moment. im living alone next year most likely... meaning i am going to have to fucking watch it! |
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| ................. |
[Jun. 10th, 2007|06:09 pm] |
im doin real bad right now. cant concentrate. feel like shit. got things on my mind and i need resolution to them. that'll come. but if the answer is the one im afraid of im going to be doing a whole lot worse. i don't really want to be conscious right now. worst of all is i have a ton of work to do and i cant for the life of me get my head into it. i know im fucking up by not being able to start it as well.
i NEED to be distracted right now and i don't have that luxury. having this hanging over my head is killing me.
normally i can take whatever happens to me and find SOME type of positive side to it, however if what i think is going on is going on that will not be the case whatsoever. i need to talk about it , but talking doesn't do any good, and is ultimately worse for me and everyone around me. great! what the fuck i hate life, i hope i have some good luck cuz as of lately it seems like my luck has run out........ |
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| 5598643 numlock |
[May. 25th, 2007|12:25 pm] |
i want to give a full in depth entry. but i think im too tired to do that. the long and short of it: im kinda freaked bout some shit, gotta go to the doctor, my laptop is broken, need to get it fixed. i feel.......... i started to type funny. ill just let that be.
funny haha? funny weird? kinda both. |
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| street fighter 3 : 3rd strike! |
[May. 6th, 2007|03:32 pm] |
ill edit this entry to be longer later. but the details for now.
i entered a big on campus tournament yesterday for street fighter 3 and got 2nd place. i was so filled with adrenaline and nerves that i was visibly shaking in allot of my rounds. almost every round i was in was super tense because it was a best of three tournament and it kept going to third round and in that third round we would have each won a match and i would be behind allot. meaning if i died that round i was out. and i would keep pulling out these epic comebacks from almost no life and the crowd behind me was cheering like crazy!!
it was exciting, i still feel great from it and a little exhausted.
chun-li for life!
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| this is hard to type... |
[Apr. 19th, 2007|01:12 pm] |
videogames that hurt you are not fun. im done with beach wii. never again. although im unbeatable with yoruichi, not like it matters no one will ever be able to challenge me I RETIRE GOOD SIRS.
my left arm is still weakened from the previous post and now my right wrist is destroyed. i am repairing both...
typing this is incredibly difficult compared to normal typing, well thats cool cuz its 4/20 tommorow and there is going to be a rager at my house on saturday.
alixan and noelle: come up for the weekend!
its 1:17 currently and my sleep patterns are off like crazy.
i remarked casually yesterday that i deserved a nap and then proceeded to pass out from 6:30 about to 2am. then i went back to sleep at 4am because i had a class at 10am and had to catch the 9:30 bus.
i feel physically wrecked man! i want a cryogenic sleep tube so i can stay in it and heal. |
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| oh my fucking god my left shoulder/arm hurts |
[Apr. 13th, 2007|11:10 am] |
so the subject pretty much sums it up. ive been rubbing my arm trying to loosen up the muscles, and if i rub it and it hurts a whole ton then i get range of motion back for like 10 minutes afterwards. so im pretty sure im on the road to victory!!
im in the computer lab right now wanting to go home but i have all this time to waste and i wish i had painkillers, but also kinda not cuz when i am self repairing my arm the pain is a good guide to where to rub next. the only thing im worried about is that i will rub my left arm with my right arm soo much my right arm will be tired and useless. this combined with a painful and useless left arm would leave me to defend my self with a series of kicks chun-li style. no spinning piledriver suplex for me! but thats okay. this is who normally does those:
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| i had to go back and hit edit to put in this title, which is not the title of the post. |
[Apr. 10th, 2007|10:51 pm] |
the post's title is "have strong thighs for life for pennies a day!" but its actually about sandwhichs.
sometimes im really amazed by the concept of music. the fact that certain tones in combination can illicit moods/emotion is really strange. the thing that fascinates me the most though is that there are certain moods that i find i have no words for, but a melody chord progression feel like they embody completely perfectly.
also the S key now requires are harder key clack to activate.
its 11 already! im waiting to go play beer pong. it was one of those day whereby i let go of actual responsibility in order to clean my room. i scrubbed the floor even, using internet videos of orphans doing it as a loose guide my elbow grease soon turned my boring wood floor into a clean wood floor. the type of floor you would walk on with shoes on but think just to yourself that if you in fact had no shoes youd complain only moderately.
recently i engaged in attempting to find a picture of a sandwhich which appeared delicious, yet remained aesthetically pleasing. neither a meaty explosion of a sandwhich would do, nor the leafy festivities some of the prettier ones.
when you meet a sandwhich in real life, looks mean nothing to you. just the feel, does it feel right!? but when you meet a sandwhich in a magazine its pretty yes...but ..cold and tasteless, or worst it tastes like a page of magazine!
why cannot these two worlds be bridged!!! well the answer is they already have...but i cant find the picture now...
also..
everett helped look for a sandwhich picture too, he thought it was for a class and that he was helping out. it was for a t-shirt. which to me is hilarious.
going to beer pong! |
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| back in action? |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|11:38 pm] |
maybe ill start journaling again. i realize i like looking back on all the crap ive written and maybe itll be a fun habit to get back into! anyway i dont really have anything to post. i used to hate reading that in other people's journals and ill probably dislike it looking back it now but at least im ranting about that so theres something. ha
anyway
i took my freud midterm today and i think i destroyed it. memorized 9 pages of single spaced notes to go for the win!
more interestingly
the movie spin is awesome. its about analog satellite hacking to get news feeds when pundits thought the cameras were off! my arms are falling asleep, im on katie's laptop on her floor. |
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| time wizard |
[Jul. 10th, 2006|01:27 pm] |
(1:21:16 PM) lost in the flurry: i feel like im stealing time from the time wizard or something when i wake up at 8am
(1:21:56 PM) XladdrD: the wizard will kill you if he finds out
(1:22:12 PM) lost in the flurry: i know, but he wakes up late
(1:22:26 PM) lost in the flurry: and i fill his time turner with pixie sticks after i take his time sand
(1:22:52 PM) XladdrD: hes gonna realize it one day, cause time sand is incredibly salty |
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| GREENFIELD SPRINGBREAK WOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Mar. 26th, 2006|01:07 pm] |
after my car breaking down and getting stuck in greenfield (my car is STILL in greenfield) i am in LA.
also if you live in any city. dont ever complain about nothing to do. you dont understand what nothing to do is until youve been to greenfield. but that doesn't mean i didn't have fun. SPRINGBREAK GREENFIELD! |
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| i cant believe crash won |
[Mar. 6th, 2006|01:02 pm] |
what a pile of shit.
haggis co-created walker texas ranger and also wrote for the facts of life
his father couldn't finish reading crash because he said the writing was too awful.
i have a hard time understanding how anyone could like this movie.
also constant anti-piracy plugs the whole night long at the oscars. and even anti-dvd remarks!
i hate the acadamy |
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| im a cosmonaut |
[Feb. 13th, 2006|02:18 pm] |
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its rare that rock picks me up with the blast of vitality it used to. its nice when it happens periodically. |
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| ive come to a conclusion (partially) |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|03:12 pm] |
the way i listen to my music is the key to unlocking my personality.
i accumulate a bunch of things that seem interesting or outright fascinate me and besides for a few spurts of obsession with a particular artist i am typically overwhelmed by my music library and dissappointed in my choices because nothing fits whatever mood i think im in but cant pin down. the second i put my music on random i start appreciating it again. like fate gave me the chance to listen to this song or that song when actually i could have played it myself instantly.
i know what i like but not what i want.
or at least i think that is the simplest explanation. im not sure it might be nothing but i feel like its important although im still not sure of its full implications. |
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| wakeup but dont start |
[Feb. 3rd, 2006|12:54 pm] |
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i get up. i feel like shit, but the morning feels good. its no longer morning now, which is probably why i feel gross. but i love the actual morning when im up for it. just like i love the cigarette before going in someplace i want to go. i like the feeling of being ready but the rest of the world isn't for at least just a minute. because most of the time its the other way around. a genuine minute of relaxation. this psuedo morning still feels okay, but theres sleep lines mashed into my face and the room is too hot from the sun combining with my heater. maybe im too caught up in my own existence, but hey who isn't. |
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| BAD BANANATTITUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Jan. 25th, 2006|09:39 am] |
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i have a bad bananattitude. or more specifically im up then im down and then im all around but i dont feel great and its that i think i hate. something is bugging me. sometimes i feel i deserve things, but lately i have trouble convincing myself im really worthy of much. the world periodically does its spins on me. i should stop feeling like im waiting for something. and just go fucking do it. fuck this idea that my life is supposed to be serendipitous and magical all day. maybe it is. but i cant keep thinking it. thats the source of my bad bananattitude. |
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