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Memores acti prudentes futuri

You're unsure if I am a loose end or a strand
that waits for you to mend or understand
A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
~ D.H. Lawrence

"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"

"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
~ Seneca

"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
~ Daydream Nation

"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories-- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
~ The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes

"The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road."
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
~ William Blake
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I keep delaying this...
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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Fatigue.... I should be asleep
Friday, August 21, 2009
My mom woke me up at seven fifty this morning. She said I had to go the the Academy of Science because my brother pulled an all nighter and was too tired. I grumbled (a lot), but showered and dressed.

The instant-- the INSTANT-- I finished, she knocked on my door and said I didn't have to go after all.

Well, screw that, I said. I had gotten ready, I was going.

So I went. And took some pictures. Have not uploaded them yet.

Did I mention I went to sleep around three, four last night? Yeah.

And my iPod won't sync because it's not charged enough and the computer won't charge it anymore. Grrrrrrr. >:(


Angie: you'll probably end up writing a book
Angie: and it'll be famous for being weird
Angie: and when people say they like it, they'll feel really unique
Angie: and nonconforming
Angie: and it turns out someone just recorded all of your drunk ramblings
Angie: turns out it was me
Angie: why was i recording your drunk ramblings?
Angie: because i could

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We do whatever we want
Wednesday, August 19, 2009

" I WAS KIDDING, STUPID." Hahahaha. :P

Going back through my old entries is taking a long time. It's nice to reminisce, though. :)

I have a baby headache right now....

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I just wanted to save this [DP]
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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Whoops? :P
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
I just realized I put on the same outfit as the last time I hung out with my friends. Ah well, I doubt anyone will care. And anyway, most of my clothes are packed up, so it's an understandable mistake.... right?

No pictures until I can get to Varsha's place... we used my memory card in her camera, so I don't want to connect it to the computer in case it can't transfer the video she shot and it erases it.

I only had room for one picture anyway, and it's just the sticker I got from donating blood.


Having super awesome-tastic yum-tacular pancakes! :D
Hanging out with Alice later (with whom I have not done so for quite a while now)

It looks like it'll be a good day.


Alright, so it did, as I thought, turn out to be a good day.

And I finally told Alice, and nothing changed.


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I now possess bunny slippers
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Curious about the title? I'll elaborate in a sec.

First, this picture of Angie and Phoebe riding the escalators the wrong way at the mall.

This is the biggest suitcase I've ever owned. As you can see, it's apparently not big enough.

(You can also see my new slippers taking up loads of space there)

You've seen Monty Python's The Holy Grail right? If you haven't, SHAME ON YOU, YOU MUST HATE COMEDY.

And.... I finally put the picture of the girl reading somewhere, but in order to clear off that space I had to move everything down a shelf. :P

My dad got me these bunny slippers as a going away present of sorts. As I was opening the box, he said "they're bunny slippers." I thought he was joking....... and then I looked inside. If I had someone else for a dad I might have gotten actual, normal, bunny slippers. As it is, I get these monster-bunny-from-a-movie slippers. :D

And they're cozy, just to let you know. Oh so cozy.

Good news:
-I am not going to run out of toothpaste in New York (three pack sale at Target!)
-My new suitcase has a multiplicity of pockets

Bad news:
-I'm up at one in the morning and I'm donating blood tomorrow at 11:45. I should be sleeping!
-That book (Three Cups of Tea) is a really, really slow read. [DAMN YOU, AUTHOR, AND YOUR HORRIFICALLY LONG DESCRIPTIONS THAT DON'T RELATE TO ANYTHING!]

Also, I am worried that I'm a square. The squariest kind of square. :0 Four equal sides, and four right angles, type of square. A NUMBER MULTIPLIED BY ITSELF KIND OF SQUARE.

Well, now I'm just worried that I'll be alone in my academic humor at St. John's.

And finally, the Dude Whose Name I Do Not Believe I Have Ever Mentioned Here and I were discussing hangouts in New York which will most likely never happen due to the incredible coincidences that would have to take place in order for them to exist.



My Youtube viewing history makes me laugh.

Eddie Izzard Star Wars Cantina

Death Star Canteen

Jeffrey Dahmer Interview - Extended Footage

Jeffrey Dahmer Talks Cannibilism

John Wayne Gacy interview

Do The Hustle

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Dang people calling me when I'm asleep...
Thursday, August 13, 2009
At around eleven, my mom knocked on my door and handed me a phone. I picked up said phone, assuming it was one of my friends or even someone from St. John's.

'Twas someone from the Stanford blood drive.

They were like "we're having a drive at such and such mall [crap I'd better look that up] from eleven to four on Saturday. Would you be interested in donating?"

I would never turn down a blood donation appointment unless I had a legitimate reason, so of course I said yes. And she asked me what time I would like to schedule my appointment.

For some reason my brain just dies on me when something is related to numbers or time, so I said "uhhhhh... how about ten."


And she replies "erm, it's from eleven to four."

Sudden realization that ten in not included in this "eleven to four" bracket.

"Oh... sorry, I just woke up."
"I can tell."
"Okay, how about twelve."
"I can schedule you for eleven forty five. Does that work?"
"Yeah, sure."

I later realized that I probably sounded like some sort of English speaking toad over the phone, since my throat was kind of dry and I was half yawning through most of my words.

But not all of us can wake up looking and sounding like a princess in the morning. :P


This guy made Tipping Point and a couple other games. Plus he's an atheist. :D


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Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I had a dream that I was at an assembly, and we heard gunshots. We were informed that there was a school shooter on campus, but not to panic and just continue listening to the speaker. I sat on the floor anyway, but looked around at my fellow classmates to see how they were reacting. Nobody had really moved.

There was some more but the rest isn't extremely interesting. I ran from the campus to a business building next door with a friend, and we went down, then up, and somehow ended up in the luxury lounge on the top floor. And then there was this guy hanging from a trellis outside and I tried to save him but when I leaned out, my friend stopped me by closing the window or something. And then I found out that my friend was the shooter.

(The shooter was not one of my friends in real life, it was Reese from Malcolm in the Middle... and the guy hanging was that brown haired kid with glasses that's Malcolm's friend)


My brother really likes to take advantage of the fact that I get pissed at him easily. He was talking about letting his pet snake go free, which I said was a bad idea for a number of reasons, and then he said that his... former? friend told him there were wild garter snakes in our area. I said "oh, so you still talk to her," not in a taunting way or anything, and he started talking about how I changed the subject. I was not trying to change the subject. It was a freakin' side note. And then he went on for like five minutes about how I "always change the subject because I know I can't win."

How many times have I mentioned that I HATE HIM AND I WANT HIM TO DIE now? A lot, probably.

So anyway, I said I wasn't trying to change the subject, but he just did, and then he wouldn't stop interrupting me so I yelled at him, because he was being extremely annoying, and he starting going on about how he's "matured" because he doesn't have to yell, and how I was being "difficult".

Again, I want him to die. Actually I want somebody to come and murder him, painfully. But you already knew that.

If he was actually mature, he wouldn't have to say it. What he's really doing is mimicking how my parents treat me when I get mad, which is quite infuriating. He seems to think that by copying my dad, he's being mature. He'll say, if someone is getting angry at him,

"Oh, you're just hungry."
"You're being difficult."
"Maybe you should calm down."

Newsflash: imitation is not the same as maturity.


Also he ate all the chocolate toffee macadamia nuts.


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