If each day had a new name
a new wish and a new dream
they are just beyond my reach
was my grandma's life slipping through my hands
that had only just come clean of
sex drugs and rock and roll and began doing better things like
breeding Great Dane puppies that breathe fire
like dragons:only smaller and less aggressive
They continue to fight without relenting
Our dearest meow's fought on and on like disciples of fortune
and warriors of virtue
I smite thee into the depths of the deepest hole in Babylon
That's some existential shit!
far out of space and time
Its so Devinne
exposure to her mind, leaves me so inclined
inclined in her mind
where the hymns from church that morning
rang through my heart like echoes off a canyon
and all I do is scream.
Monday, December 8, 2008
The pillow fight
It is morgue hours, here on campus, and me and my friends just had the biggest pillow fight. My friend spilled hot cocoa all over, and bled on my favorite pillow. It was intense...good thing that our R.A. has a crush on my friend, or else we'd be screwed. But he does, so we are good, and now it's study time, good luck on finals!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
The most exciting thing ever
So I do not like the idea of dissecting animals by the masses, which is what I just did in Human Biology. We could have had just a few pigs, and been fine, but we had so many....too many! I had two lab partners, and I made them touch it for me. I was afraid of it, and utterly repulsed. I hate to admit it, but I was that pathetic girl who stood in the corner, by the window and breathed in the fresh air. The day before the practicum, one of my lab partners asked me to study with her, so of course I did. I knew nothing. She taught me everything. We studied for forty-five minutes, and then i took an online quiz and got a 62, which meant no extra credit. I was so nervous, but continued to take the practicum the next day. I just found my grade online and got a 98! I was so excited! Needless to say, she got a 100, and it was well deserved.
That's my SUNY Canton

This is SUNY Canton, at it's finest. Everyone who I talk to just wants to get 'fucked up', all of the time, and he has achieved just that. The careless, reckless, stupid state that everybody here desires to be in is shown, effectly, in this photo of my friend, who will remain nameless. Out of respect.
Josh SUCKS
There is this guy, and his name is Josh. He roller blades when he is mad. He doesn't get pregnant women fries when they need them, and he is a complete jerk. He, too, took advantage of my best friend!!!!! He is the biggest hypocrite ever, and everyone knows it. He is a terrible friend and that's it.
Joe SUCKS
There is this guy, and his name is Joe, and he sucks. He tried to take advantage of my best friend. And then he lied about what happened...including a stupid lie about a sex tape...crazy fool! Because he was so loud about everything that didn't go on between him and her, he made everyone think that she was a slut. I see him at party's and tell everyone around us just how big of an asshole he is. And one time we were playing a drinking game (of course I didn't drink... I'm not 21 yet) but I sure made him drink! SOOOOOO much! So if anyone sees a drunken Joe, just beware that he sucks. I hate Joe!
Dan SUCKS
There is this guy, and his name is Dan. We all decided that he is the worst person alive, Even though he sucks, I will leave out his last name, out of respect. He tries to take advantage of drunken girls, such as my best friend, and he is too cheap to sacrifice a stupid Santa hat to a good cause. He made everybody tgiunk that he was a good guy, but when we turned our backs he proved us wrong. AND he missed a spot while shaving, so Steve had to stare at his little blonde patch under his nose. Damn Dan! He sucks
Monday, December 1, 2008
I went home
Home was good. I met a traveler named Billy, and when I took his phone to put my number in it, he flipped the phone around and gave me a marker. So my number is literally written on his phone. I worked, and realized how much I miss malls. I work in the mall, and everyone knows everyone...even though it's in the suburbs. I also saw my family, and there were no real surprises with them. I saw the Darkstar Orchestra show and got a sudden urge to do acid. I had an epiphany, I had a fiesta with my best friends, I had tea with an old friend, I hung out like the old days, I drove to Queens for the first time, stalled for the first time, and got my first flat tire, and realized that my dad considers me (and not my 4 older brothers) an adult. It was a good trip.
back in college
I'm going to be up all night, doing my calculus midterm. It was posted on ANGEL as soon as I got home, but I didn't have my notes, textbook, or calculator with me. It's due tomorrow, and I don't really know how to do most of it. I'm on break #1 for the evening. I brought back rice, crackers, my bob dylan poster, a scarf that my friend just made me, my glasses that I found...they'd been lost for about a year..., and christmas presents.
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