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Monday, 19 November 2007
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I'm parched.
In the past few weeks, I've had many moments of random parchness. I'll be talking to someone and am fine one moment, and then the next sentence I'll be desperately looking around for any liquid. Get out the car, must find a drink. Get out of bed, get a drink. Walk away from front desk, go to water fountain. And for some reason, I keep thinking being parched is just a passing phase and never am prepared for when I get thirsty again. Aahhh
Maybe xanga is dying because it requires too much time. Here, we have to read others' entries - as they drone on about girls, boys, classes, life, thirst - and then write a comment. Or not. Facebook is the convenient connector. We see the changing faces of our friends, we can see how someone is doing by their one line status, drop a line or two on their wall, be done with it. We can cruise around without leaving a trace, free to get deep with someone or not. But for xanga, we have to write something down. Take the time to verbalize something, verbalize reactions, change the background.
Well, anyways, the first snow came. I wanted to run outside and be alarmingly blissful.
Wednesday, 12 September 2007
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Time for an overhaul. A fresh beginning. Moving forward. Living life.
Is Xanga dead now? Has Facebook successfully taken over the social networking world? Kudos to the blue guy.
Don't you ever wish you were the person that came up with the simple, yet ingenious idea? Like Post-its. My idea is to have an answering message on your cell phone like an away message, so whenever someone calls you and you don't pick up, you can let them know what's up.
"I'm in a meeting right now, so leave a message and I'll get back to you."
"I'm at the gym, I'll call you back."
"Yooo I'm at the quarry, I'll hit you back later".
Or my removable hilighter pen, where you can erase what you've hilighted. Or my Lazytop. The prototype was built last year. Everyone that visited Payne.. you know what's up. Don't steal any of those ideas. They'll be a lifechanger someday.
No philosophical thoughts here today. Only good ol' time wasting before exams.
Or maaybee..
Is it justified for a person seeking justice to use means of deception?
Does one need to make mistakes to learn?
Can we choose our personalities?
Why does pressure create or conduce to creativity?
Why must they weigh every ounce of London Broil meat?
Thursday, 26 April 2007
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I really can't seem to find the right words to convey the sadness I feel. I've tried writing this entry two times before in the span of five days. So much has been lost. There are some things that drastically change, and some that never seem to change.
Wednesday, 04 April 2007
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I have BIT tomorrow
Bagel + Cream Cheese + Athenos Spicy Three Pepper Hummus =
Wednesday, 28 March 2007
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Little sleep. Dark circles under eyes. Cold, empty coffee cups strewn about. Meals limited to what's quickly consumed, portable, with minimal trash. Papers and clothes haphazardly tossed on the chair, desk, and floor. This is midterm world.
Is this a preview of the working world?
I just want to read Calvin & Hobbes while gently swinging in a hammock under the patched shade of a tree. With sweet tea and strawberry shortcake within reach. That's all.
But alas, midterm world awaits..
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- Birthday: 2/12/1987
- Member Since: 8/26/2002
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