Eminem’s anti-Bush lyrics weren’t meant for public
Not so much anything interesting, except for the last paragraph on the thing about Eminem.
Don't call me sweetie...
11 years ago
8.12.03
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4.12.03
I could say that I feel good, but that'd be a lie.
I could say that I feel crappy, and that's a lie, too.
My world is crumbling.
I live in a land of the half-dead, half-alive.
A wall of squares sits in front of me,
Illuminated only by a few lights. Here, there.
A man passed me on the street and assaulted me.
A man talked to me online and assaulted me.
I told them to "get the fuck away!," nicely.
I deserve to be spoken to as more than pleasure.
I want to feel love, feel loved, and give it back.
Isn't there something better?
27, HAH! More like, 16!
"What is age? Just a number!" a girl told me.
She would be able to tell me what to do with a stalker,
If this one becomes one.
Life begins with me, not with someone else.
Life begins now, not yesterday.
Life begins now, not tomorrow.
I could say that I feel crappy, and that's a lie, too.
My world is crumbling.
I live in a land of the half-dead, half-alive.
A wall of squares sits in front of me,
Illuminated only by a few lights. Here, there.
A man passed me on the street and assaulted me.
A man talked to me online and assaulted me.
I told them to "get the fuck away!," nicely.
I deserve to be spoken to as more than pleasure.
I want to feel love, feel loved, and give it back.
Isn't there something better?
27, HAH! More like, 16!
"What is age? Just a number!" a girl told me.
She would be able to tell me what to do with a stalker,
If this one becomes one.
Life begins with me, not with someone else.
Life begins now, not yesterday.
Life begins now, not tomorrow.
From AV take the SDF towards LA, continue on the SAF towards LA, when you get to the junction of the SAF, HF, and SMF, take the HF towards LA/CC, get off at GAve and make a (R).
Get it?
Get it?
As i sit and listen to the song that's on my WinAmp right now that goes:
"There's a time for peace, a time for fighting / a time to live, a time to die / there's a time for getting low n down / there's a time for getting high..."
I can't help but wonder what it is about our culture that makes us want to distinguish, differentiate, and discriminate, even things we can't really control: i.e. time or at least the movement of time. This hour (60 minutes / 3600 seconds) is for bla bla bla, and this next 1800 seconds is for bla bla bla number 2. Ok, and eat lunch for bla bla bla seconds, can't go further than bla bla bla + bla bla bla seconds. Things are due, but why make it so difficult to live, and not care about time, but truly care about people and lives?
Then,
Do I think like other people think? I am totally out there in thinking this way? Critically all the time thinking about something, or nothing. Always thinking about something else, when i should be thinking about what's in front of me?
"There's a time for peace, a time for fighting / a time to live, a time to die / there's a time for getting low n down / there's a time for getting high..."
I can't help but wonder what it is about our culture that makes us want to distinguish, differentiate, and discriminate, even things we can't really control: i.e. time or at least the movement of time. This hour (60 minutes / 3600 seconds) is for bla bla bla, and this next 1800 seconds is for bla bla bla number 2. Ok, and eat lunch for bla bla bla seconds, can't go further than bla bla bla + bla bla bla seconds. Things are due, but why make it so difficult to live, and not care about time, but truly care about people and lives?
Then,
Do I think like other people think? I am totally out there in thinking this way? Critically all the time thinking about something, or nothing. Always thinking about something else, when i should be thinking about what's in front of me?
Dreamed, Dream, Dreaming:
So I had an interesting dream rigt now right before I awoke.
It dealt with yet another, scary situation, where we (My brothers and I) are being chased by a huge rat-like/dinosaur-monster that kills everyone that my group is in. So we're being chased around an ice castle or something like that by this rat-like dinosaurish kinda thing; I think I'll name him "Chompy". I'm afraid the whole time. I can't not stop thinking about what those people felt like when they were dying. Either way, I keep on running and my brothers are also with me. We find a way to appease the dinosaur. We're in a kitchen and somehow we're able to speak with Chompy, and I don't know how it happens, but we get him smaller and smaller, until he's a manageable size. I think first we put him in a freezer and, apparently the colder Chompyis, he gets less active, less bitey, and smaller. So, we, or at least I, think that's fine. We put him inside a aluminum thingy full of eggs and then throw that in the freezer. We think that's fine, or so my two brothers think it's completely fine. The second brother tries to close the door and it doesn't close, only half-way. So I tell them to find the door that matches. Neither do it. They're both confident that it'll hold, a piece of aluminum that is. So, eventually, of course, I'm proven right, I even say so! Chompy gets out and then starts to jump around monster-like, lands on me, and then starts to nibble into me by my stomach. Then I wake up.
Totally interesting dream. I was genuinely afraid in the dream, but I don't know if I'm like that now that I'm awake.
So I had an interesting dream rigt now right before I awoke.
It dealt with yet another, scary situation, where we (My brothers and I) are being chased by a huge rat-like/dinosaur-monster that kills everyone that my group is in. So we're being chased around an ice castle or something like that by this rat-like dinosaurish kinda thing; I think I'll name him "Chompy". I'm afraid the whole time. I can't not stop thinking about what those people felt like when they were dying. Either way, I keep on running and my brothers are also with me. We find a way to appease the dinosaur. We're in a kitchen and somehow we're able to speak with Chompy, and I don't know how it happens, but we get him smaller and smaller, until he's a manageable size. I think first we put him in a freezer and, apparently the colder Chompyis, he gets less active, less bitey, and smaller. So, we, or at least I, think that's fine. We put him inside a aluminum thingy full of eggs and then throw that in the freezer. We think that's fine, or so my two brothers think it's completely fine. The second brother tries to close the door and it doesn't close, only half-way. So I tell them to find the door that matches. Neither do it. They're both confident that it'll hold, a piece of aluminum that is. So, eventually, of course, I'm proven right, I even say so! Chompy gets out and then starts to jump around monster-like, lands on me, and then starts to nibble into me by my stomach. Then I wake up.
Totally interesting dream. I was genuinely afraid in the dream, but I don't know if I'm like that now that I'm awake.
3.12.03
Long time since I've written, perdoname, por favor.
There's not a lot to write for me, mainly because there is no state of crisis: mental, physical, or emotional. I have caught a flu or cold, maybe even the FUJIAN flu. Yum, this oughta be good.
There's not a lot to write for me, mainly because there is no state of crisis: mental, physical, or emotional. I have caught a flu or cold, maybe even the FUJIAN flu. Yum, this oughta be good.
29.11.03
Bend It Like Beckham is such a good movie!!!
"We'll turn these mosquito bites into juicy juicy mangos."
"Lesbian? But I thought she was a Pieces."
"Why did she take Jasminder's shoes?"
"But your Indian..."
"Take your lesbian feet out of my shoes!"
"We'll turn these mosquito bites into juicy juicy mangos."
"Lesbian? But I thought she was a Pieces."
"Why did she take Jasminder's shoes?"
"But your Indian..."
"Take your lesbian feet out of my shoes!"
26.11.03
25.11.03
Gay.com News
This made me think of days of Amendment 2. Did anything really change since then? Can we say that Colorado is a more accepting or even tolerant place after that issue?
Because...this federal marriage amendment is coming from the minds of two of colorado's most conservative members. It makes me wonder how many Coloradoans really believe in the politics of Allard and Musgrave. Musgrave being the ultra-conservative Fort Morganer and Allard being the ... ultra-conservative Fort Collins/Lovelandite. Why do all these whackos come from my part of the state???
Are FCinaders that conservative, or is it that there's _that_ many rural people who tip the scales. Don't they believe in "Live as you live, as long as it don't affect us"? As long as it's what stays behind closed doors, then, eh? So long as you don't see out couples kissing and doing the "couple thing". It's fine.
WhatEVER!
If whomever my boyfriend will be, and I are walking hand-in-hand down the street or kissing as we socialize...I don't care if it makes you uncomfortable. You need some uncomfortability in life. And if your politics bothers me, fine. Just don't set anything that can preclude dialogue and discussion on topics important to me.
This made me think of days of Amendment 2. Did anything really change since then? Can we say that Colorado is a more accepting or even tolerant place after that issue?
Because...this federal marriage amendment is coming from the minds of two of colorado's most conservative members. It makes me wonder how many Coloradoans really believe in the politics of Allard and Musgrave. Musgrave being the ultra-conservative Fort Morganer and Allard being the ... ultra-conservative Fort Collins/Lovelandite. Why do all these whackos come from my part of the state???
Are FCinaders that conservative, or is it that there's _that_ many rural people who tip the scales. Don't they believe in "Live as you live, as long as it don't affect us"? As long as it's what stays behind closed doors, then, eh? So long as you don't see out couples kissing and doing the "couple thing". It's fine.
WhatEVER!
If whomever my boyfriend will be, and I are walking hand-in-hand down the street or kissing as we socialize...I don't care if it makes you uncomfortable. You need some uncomfortability in life. And if your politics bothers me, fine. Just don't set anything that can preclude dialogue and discussion on topics important to me.
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