11/12/09

I

desperately need, desperately need, a day at the beach. i'm always hungry now, but now I don't want to eat. I'd rather sleep than eat. strange? so not the old christine

me and viv have been hanging out with the "white" peoples. it's pretty cool, reminds me of the old days, and summers perhaps 2 years ago or so. it's a nice change of pace. they can have fun doing ANYTHING, it's pretty nice

other than that, booo life!!! them people in music theory even noticed that when they made fun of me today, my response was passive and careless, contrasted to my usual agressive behavior. damn, i hate people that notice the small things

getting tired
A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren't we like that wise old bird?

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