Sunday, November 9th, 2008
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11:23 pm - POEM TIME!
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I wrote this awhile back on a piece of paper. it was slowly becoming destroyed.
open the book
to another page
make them come alive
then memory no longer fades
they live again
inside of your head
they escape in your thoughts
the tears that you shed
but once the book is closed
a little part of them dies
as the book collects dust
on the shelf where it lies
so why not recreate
all the memories that they are
we are after all
just reminiscent of someone else
one day youèll no longer
be able to open the book
because you be a page
upon which others will look
and once the book is closed
a little part of you dies
as the book collects dust
on the shelf where it lies
you weakly wait
for your time to shine
you meekly wait
"this time is mine"
you feebly wait
so your memory's confined
you weakly wait
for your mysteries to untwine
but now the book is closed
a little more of you dies
as the book collects dust
on the shelf where it lies
current mood:  pleased
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Friday, December 21st, 2007
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11:33 am - why is it whenever i need to write a paper, im on here?
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so im writing my final paper for VDEO 350. its an interesting one, discussing the use of storytelling in video from the 70s to the 90s, focusing on sexuality as a common theme.
but i cant sit and write too much at a time. i have to really reflect a lot in order to write something good. its not going too badly, i have 1500 words so far, only 500 more to go basically, which would include my conclusion, and a little intro to video starting in the 60s. so right there, thats 400 words.
i hope i do well.
ive been getting some decent grades; A-, B, B+ (which should have been a A-, but the teacher is a jerk)... i need to write him another email. this is the same guy that told me he would have given me a A on my paper for the midterm if i would have taken one word out of the title or wrote ONE sentence explaining it was a reference word, so instead gave me a B. when i talked to him about this, he said he would give me a B+ if i did better on my final paper instead. WHAT THE FUCK? if you think i could deserve an A, why do you give me a B, and i can talk you into giving me a B+? its bullshit. I deserved at least an A- on that paper. It was the best paper I ever wrote in uni. it pisses me off. tell me, does this make sense to you? i sent him this:
Hello sir and Sarah,
I was looking at my transcipt and saw that I recieved a B+ in your class.I was suprised a little by this mark. I would like to know the marks I recieved on participation, the journals, and the final paper and if you changed my previous paper's grade so I may understand my final grade better.
Thank you,
Julia
and this is what i got back:
Hello Julia:
The breakdown of your final mark is as follows:
Attendance and Participation: 14/15
Journals: 10/10
Mid Term: 28/36 (B+)
Final: 32/40 (B+)
Total: 84/100 (B+).
Happy Holidays
Ayaz
HOW CAN A GRADE FROM 77 TO 84 BOTH BE A B+??? moron.
current mood:  annoyed
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Tuesday, December 12th, 2006
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9:45 pm - im post spamming your friends pages today! MUAHAHAHAHA!
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I just wrote a poem, and wanted to share it.
You have time
To tell stories that scare
You have time
Till the thirteenth hour
You have time
To lose yourself
You have time
Till the thirteenth hour
Trapped in a puzzle
Or in a crystal ball
You only have so much time
To make sense of it all
You can talk and bargain
All that you like
It may seem not fair
But swallow your bite
You have time
Till the clock clangs
You have time
Till the thirteenth hour
You have to time
To realize your power
You have time
Till the thirteenth hour
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Friday, May 12th, 2006
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3:56 pm - Devote a little time.
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If you have time today, pick up the Gazette (todays Gazette), open up section B to page 8. And read about Andrea Elder.
It takes no time to make yourself aware.
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Monday, April 17th, 2006
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6:04 pm - post number 3 today.
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*Untitled 1*
i watch when you make your mistakes
i look when you trip on yourself
i gaze when youve lost your place
i judge when you resist for help
it doesnt matter the advice i give
the ways in which i think you should live
i ask why and you sigh
****
i live life to take chances
i live life to fulfill dreams
i live life to have no regrets
i live life to see that its more than as it seems
it doesnt matter that you try to drag me down
that you judge me with harsh eyes and a frown
i ask why and you sigh
****
you have no insight
you have no faith
you have no concepts
you have no love
you think foolishly
you think by the book
what more can i tell you
what else can i tell you
so instead
i ask why and you sigh
i ask why and you sigh
i ask why and you sigh.
current music: d.c.f.c - passenger seat
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Wednesday, December 28th, 2005
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1:47 am - a nice night to watch a horror flick alone
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mmmmm... decapitated and torn apart people. how delightful.
im so cold.
ever so cold.
starting to wonder if a liking for horror flicks means that you are somehow really demented. i mean, it cant be normal to like watching deformed faces freak out people, and chase after them, wanting to kill them. and... actually kill them...
current mood:  fucking shivering.
current music: house on haunted hill
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Friday, December 2nd, 2005
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9:35 pm - FRIENDS ONLY
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it's about time i put up a banner. so yeah. comment to be added. otherwise ill never know you exist. and that would be sad.
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Sunday, November 27th, 2005
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2:37 am - IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!
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for all of you who didnt catch the reference on family guy with brian the dog, in a banana costume, singing this crazy wonderful song, this is the web thing that it was based on.
go bananas.
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Monday, November 14th, 2005
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12:22 am - heaven is dead
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wandering down the street
listening to the sounds of my feet
as i take each step
to getting nowhere
i look to the sky
and i wonder why
the angels and demons
fall to get nowhere
the war has never ended
as it will never cease
the fight of good and evil
will never end in peace
the angels' wings so bold and bright
help protect those from what bumps in the night
the demons eyes and luring ways
are what get to most people on average days
the war in the sky is known
to no one but me
when others look up
they can never concept what i see
the silver wings torn by claws
the cries of soldiers lost
the screech of monsters are heard
such a sound i never feared
the white and bold fight with all their might
the dark and coniving defend with no mercy to lend
attacks from each way
causes bodies of decay
that never reach the ground
the white and dark collide
on a shade of gray they decide
and settle in the sky above
the screeches and cries of war
can sometimes be heard
they shake the ground below
though by mortals they are misunderstood
though the angels blood
to the earth it falls
clear and pure
the blood of lost souls
it rains
rains the overthrowing of heaven
it rains
rains the end
the battle of evil is winning once more
thats what ive been waiting for.
current music: cary brothers, strangely enough
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Wednesday, October 26th, 2005
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7:20 am - sleepy? sick? i dont know...
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i slept so much last night. from around 6 to 6. and now i want to sleep a little more. im not feeling too good. hopefully it will all subside before 2 oclock. im gonna try to sleep of the yuckiness. if that doesnt help, ill paint. itll give me something to do, plus, if for any reason i may need a washroom, itll only be 10 running paces away. so hurray!
im looking forward to the dolls tonite.
current mood:  sleepy
current music: info mercials.
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