Sunday, April 10, 2005

oh man!

I love the monstrosity, i never thought i'd say it, but this nite was kicxk ass. oh man i love laura i love frisbee players i love love child i love tony i love all cindi house and i love dylan and ateqah i love dancing and silly good ol' fun. thanks a lot team. we pulled through. the platform got it all started and we couldn't go wrong from there. life is good. no studying allowed on friday and saturday, these are only fun days. that is right, library=out of bounds. sci bi=not allowed. good good. good nite. sleep tight. have a glorious breakfast tomorrow with lots of goot thoughts of such a fantastic dream-styley nite. love you all.

k.p.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

OH NO! I have fallen vicitm to the most terrible maxim of the United States

The American Dream. The belief that you can do whatever you want as long as you try hard enough, put in the extra hours. Don't feel pity for that bum on the side of the road because if he wanted to be somebody, if he actually tried to find a job and put in the time and effort, it could happen for him. OH HOW FALSE THIS IS.

The best example: the East Harlem drug dealer. society has given this person no other options. there are no jobs that will provide him with a livable wage and the respect he deserves on a daily basis. the man is doing everything to keep this dude down.

knowing this, how do i break past my OWN internal concept of the american dream?

i never understand why people that fail tests don't just buck up and work harder and spend more time on their studies. however, this change in their behavior may not be enough to help them get the grades. some people just don't have the capabilities to suceed. wow, so why do i hold these expectations for myself? why do i acknowledge these facts when talking about "other people" rather than in my case. i get down on myself so hard because if i just tried harder it would all come together. that kind of thinking is what i battle everyday in my Drugs and Society course, but i never take those conversations to heart when the spotlight is on me. yikes. this is revolutionary. neat. thanks drugs, thanks andy ko, thanks tony. i think i have made a breakthrough. wow. awesome. maybe i shouldn't rail on the social sciences so much. what am i saying, OF COURSE i continue to hate those disciplines. lets not get ahead of ourselves. that was almost trouble.

ho ho. well there is some messed up writting for ya. a little social commentary mixed with a little inner monologue.

in conclusion, we have confirmed that i am a crazy person.

great.

awesome.

hope you enjoyed this rant/realization.

ps. i know there are spelling/grammar errors, but i am just too damn lazy to fix them...

Saturday, April 02, 2005

here i go...

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Friday, April 01, 2005

what a life...

i don't even know where to begin. my world is spinning so fast. i just try to hold on to a corner with all my might so i don't get left behind in yesterday...

two weeks ago i was in the middle of a river lounging in a canoe under the warmish utah sun. thirteen friends and i went on a trip down the green river for spring break and it was phenomenal. the company was more than i could have ever asked for. it is weird how the strength of a friendship multiplies when you have to shit in a box next to them all the time. dylan, peter, and tyler serenaded us with our own private concerts each day. on the first night we discovered that the two burner stove that we had brought was missing an attachment and was completely useless. so, we cooked over meticulously designed fires each night. lebn even created an oven out of stones over the coals to cook calzones! each day we travelled in a "party barge" with all of the canoes laced together with lazy knots. the floating was slow and we generally moved in cartwheels, bouncing off the shore. i really loved it and coming home was just bizarre. all i had seen for 8 days were rocks, shrubs, and water, so the grocery store was extremely overwhelming.

we came back to whitman 5 days before school started and i started the next vicious cycle of goddamn lab reports. they are awful and tedious and painful. each one was about 10 pages single spaced and i finished at 7:30 am the day they were due. it was the first "all-nighter" i have pulled in years. i would never have imagined that one redbull and one starbucks doubleshot drink would have kept me awake for that long. in fact, the double shot kept we buzzing about from about 4:30 until 11 the next day. it was amazing. energy drinks rock my world. i feel like they have very dangerous potential though...

now the week is over and i have a moment to take a deep breath. a super long and lovely deep breath...

i hope that your day is fantastic too.