January 2009
22 posts
viva la persistence.
i wrote this last year when the campus crusader’s unleashed their ‘do you agree with sam?’ campaign. today in queer theory, guest speaker dr. ronni sanlo (director of ucla’s lgbt center) facilitated a group discussion on equality and acceptance. i extended the question of: “what can i do in my everyday life to better circumstances for everyone?”
she told me...
people are just people like you.
“i love people. everybody. i love them, i think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. my love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. i would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. but i am not...
i love you all the time.
you make me feel remorse. thank god -
i might come out of this human.
teen drinking is very bad. yo, i got a fake id...
anna: mars bar. ben: galaxies. josh: HERSHEY FACTORIES!
via kings per ‘categories’
you mean she would rather imagine herself relating to an absent person than...
– raymond dufayel “glass man” via amelie
you had evolved over the rest of us.
“it was easy to become a better human. first, i spoke in a monotone. i could not be excited and could not be upset. i was a visitor from elsewhere, russia maybe, and found everything amusing, interesting, but only slightly and even then, solely from an anthropological standpoint. i was not sullen; i was predictable. i walked at a normal human pace. i rode my bicycle at an optimum speed, a...
preemptive legality.
me: i'm about to go to the dmv to get my new license so i will call post that.
danielle: exciting! let's try and buy beer with it later.
it's all happening.
i believe that the world would be a better place if we all submitted to sleep at 2am and we all woke up at 11am.
jinx.
it just feels right today. happy sunday.
teen spirit.
everyone around me seems to live their life in a blur. i feel like this is because people have so many options.
“do i want to spend the rest of my life with him or him?”
“should i live here or move there?”
“can i make it or should i give in?”
i can’t help, but think that this fast mentality is going to transfer onto me. scary. i don’t want to...
to be lonely is a habit
like smoking or taking drugs
and i’ve quit them both
but, man, was it rough
um.
“look for the ridiculous in everything
and you will find it.”
jules renard, 1890