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Wednesday, October 01, 2003

 
am i bipolar or something? i think i am. sheez. what's the deal? sleep, i need. zzzz.

And Now, Some Uber-Profound Writing I Produced In My First Hour
I sit here.
Here.
Here.
I cannot think.
Think?
Yes. I cannot think.
The only things entering my mind
Are
Richard Gere
And
Elton John.
Pull me closer, Tiny Dancer.
Richard Gere has beady eyes.
And he learned to tap dance for "Chicago."
Ah, how cute would Richard Gere and Elton John be
If they were a loving couple?
I mean,
If Richard Gere was gay.
I think he's married.
With a kid.
Well, there goes
A perfect unioin
Lost in the annals
Of homosexual rejection.
"Homosexual" sounds like "Homo Sapien"
Early man.
I could ramble on about the correlation
Between gay people
And our ancient ancestors
But I don't feel like it.
Stupid laziness.
I need more sleep.
zzz.


The end.


 
(this all, ironically, follows my happier last post)

I HATE WRITING I HATE WRITING I HATE WRITING I HATE WRITING I HATE WRITING

MY PLAY HAS NO PLOT MY PLAY HAS NO PLOT MY PLAY HAS NO PLOT MY PLAY HAS NO PLOT

IT SUCKS IT SUCKS IT SUCKS IT SUCKS

I SHOULD STOP NOW I SHOULD STOP NOW I SHOULD STOP NOW I SHOULD STOP NOW

BUT NO I'M DUMB AND I HAVE TO GET A STUPID GRADE FOR IT.

I WANT TO FAIL.

Tuesday, September 30, 2003

 
I know that there are some times when life sucks (i.e. during physics, whilst applying for colleges, anything Sweet Tomatoes-related). These moments occur many a-time during the day, and they bring me down.

But you know what?

There are so many other better things that make me happy. And I get happy again. Happy life-talks at Starbucks and holding hands in the park and finding monologues you actually like and writing a good poem and Disney songs and pretty skirts and New York in 15 days exactly.

The verdict?

I LOVE MY LIFE.

:)

ps- Ash e.= yay

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