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2002-05-15 05:45:04
ok, i just finished downloading omni's vid (FINALLY, after the centuries of waiting because of the freakin html screw ups)....
{@_@} <-- me, after watching it...
goddamnit boi! i didn't believe you bout the strobe bit....i think my eyes are still blinking by themselves because of that! lol!
anyway, i'll write you up an opinion after my midterm tomorrow...(i think...er, i hope)...it'll probably be my first REAL opinion for you since the other ones that i've given you were just..."oh, that was nice. i'm just here cuz you told me to give you an opinion. ^_^" type of shit. now, i'll know more about wat to write. heh.
but i'm biting ur head off for that...didja have to make it go on so long?!shesh! ok, enough! i'll save the rest of my comments for ur review.
oy....i really should be studying...wat am i doin up so late...procrastinating as usual...if otherwise then i wouldn't feel like a true student. :-P -
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2002-05-14 23:46:14
gah....
waiting for review sessions are a pain...especially when it's from 9 til 11 at night. then you have to sit through it. goodness gracious.
wat makes midterms hell is living through it when you're sick. yes, i'm sick. so if i sneez on you, escusez-moi. man, all i want to do...and basically can do, is sleep. its just as well, i havn't been able to sleep much these past few weeks...so, in a way its good. i'm catchign up. well, at least i think its good...its just not at a GOOD TIME!
i've never felt so unprepared for a midterm as i feel for the one i have tomorrow morning. and christ...its only for pre-calc. (yes, i'm a dumb one...bug off) but see...i haven't gone to lecture in two days (hey, that's a lot considering there's only 9 or 10 weeks in a quarter) and i berely do the homework (meaning i haven't opened the book yet...) so basically...i'm screwed. but lets not talk of that right now becuase to me, i still have a good 12 hours to cram for that freakin test. i can shove something in my dense cold infested brain in that good amount of time. ^_^
hey jose! :-P it'll be nice and all that you're comming to visit. but...uh...heh, u'll only get to see me probably four out of the how many days you'll be here. lol! you'll have to keep urself entertained w/ al and jeremy. lol! good luck! but bring as much anime as u can...i don't plan on sleeping much when i go home.
alright! time to review for chemistry. (note the sarcasm in my typed words)
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2002-05-12 19:57:03
hmm...failed to mention that the cat joke bit was not mine. heh....i just posted it cuz i thought how funny it was that it related so much to my cat. right now i dont' see my cat much anymore cuz i live so darn far. oy...
now the dog diary would be a cool idea. hell...i'd like to know wat goes on my dogs mind. lol! i miss her....she's such a sweetie. a jealous sweetie...but a sweetie nonetheless. ^_^ -
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2002-05-12 17:42:05
hmm...seems like i misplaced a vital part of my being. but it wasn't recent. i know i misplaced it long ago...but i never really cared to search for it. lately i've just realized how important it is...and i wonder what made me lose it in the first place. that must have been some event. but i can't remember for the life of me.
http://www.geocities.com/orionz_promiz/mypoems.html
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i have got to get off this de-press train (bad pun.... :-P)
here's a little heehee fo' ya ^_^
SECRET CAT DIARY
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre
little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh
meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only
thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the
mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional
piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant
and cough it up on the carpeting.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving
around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded,
must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to
disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again
induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try
this on their bed (again).
DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors
with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly
hours of the night.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless
body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of,
and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed
and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm.
Not working according to plan...
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are.
For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture.
This time however it included a burning foamy chemical
called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a
liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still
stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under
my claws.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their
accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event.
However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor
of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I
overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of
"allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it
to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies
and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and
seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit.
The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant.
He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to
mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain
he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in
the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait,
it is only a matter of time.
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honestly, i think this is wat really goes on in my cat's mind. really though.
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2002-05-10 18:53:04
www.colorgenics.com
my personal profile:
Is it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because it would seem that you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion at this time which could possibly take effect and lead to irrational behaviour.
You are very self-sufficient and methodical. You presume to know where you are going but need to find a person who will recognise the way you are, not be too demanding and who is, as they say in Italy, 'Simpatico'.
Many people will consider you egotistical and full of your own self importance. On the surface you could well give this impression and perhaps the reason for this complacent attitude is because at times you indeed have that 'short fuse' and are quick to take offence.
You are pretending that the situation around you doesn't matter, but the effort of trying to conceal your emotions and anxieties is resulting in untold stress. The existing situation is disagreeable. You feel unwanted and lonely and you would really like to associate with someone whose ideals are as high as your own. You want to be above the standard of mediocrity and this need to be needed and that need to need has almost become an obsession. You are trying to magnify the need into a compelling urge. You would really like to tell the world how great you are but no, you are holding back because you feel that your peers may treat you with contempt. This is a great pity because you have in fact a unique quality of character, but the continual restraint that you impose on yourself makes you suppress this need for others and you pretend you don't really care. You treat those who criticise you with contempt. However, to be honest, beneath this assumption of indifference you really long for the approval and esteem of others.
The need for admiration and to be regarded as 'someone special' is perhaps one of the foremost aims in your life at this time. You would like to perhaps do something outrageous or anything that will give you the chance to be recognised as someone special. This desire has now almost become an obsession and in your own way you are trying to fulfil this 'complex' by ensuring you are the centre of attention, both at work or play, or in the home. Stop trying so hard and you will find that people will like you for who you are - not for who you are pretending to be.
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oddly enough...its pretty close.
wat i also find odd is how i read my old poems and realize that i didn't write them for that instant in time when i wrote it....i wrote it for now. the events that have taken place these past few weeks. hmm..its a little too personal for me right now to talk of it here....but here is a poem that i wrote a while back that seems to hit me a different way now...
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It's Bitter and It Stings
It's bitter and it stings.
Each throbb adds to the other before.
My eyes feel small
From the blurred images behind
The heavy walls of bitter tears.
My mind races in circles,
Round and round in the dark,
Through crevices in my mind.
My fingers, cold from fear,
Chilled still and hopeless,
Prove unworthy for solution.
My lips, red and warm
From frustration and violent words,
Sting and bleed from dry cuts.
I can't understand it.
I can't begin to learn the extent.
Slowly it reaches me.
Its' bitter and it stings.
Truth cracks my walls,
Knowledge crumbles my defense.
Each lesson learned -
Bitterness it brings.
-Jacqueline Pablo
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