I have a new

mattress, a new domain of slumber, chambre de coucher. I cant wait to sleep now. sleep, drift into a deep sleep. dream, explore the hidden thoughts beyond your mind. relax, nothing can hurt you in this state. create, use the imagination you never knew you had. okiee thats all about the mattress for now. mmmmm chicken juice is sooo good! doesnt it just sound delicious??! i bet it fuckin does. this show workaholics is hella funnnnnnny. well its sad to know that the year is comin to an end. dont get me wrong, im stoked to go on summer break, but this year has been pretty good. im gonna miss this class. im takin it again next year, and itll still be awesome, but itll be different with different people. well at least ill have a full summers worth of experiences to write about(: wowwwie what a nice last blog.

american idol

is complete horse shit. its pathetic. none of them can even sing. merrr. i havent seen the light of a computer in lightyears because of the inconvenience of my computer being murdered. i am now forced to use my moms laptop which is just horse shit all over again. it is oddly quiet now in here. who turned my life on mute? i think someone sat on the remote, or it is lost somewhere wedged between the couch cushions. wtshiiiit. j'ai oublie faire mon blog last semaine. haha i suck at french. not really. kinda. hey there fancy pants lets play the songs that make us dance. thats all dudes, over and out.

Art Show

faaaak yessss! i won best of show on my tapa bitches! :D too juiced! anyway, i have been really bothered lately. is it normal to dislike (hate is too strong a word) a majority of humans? they just bug the shit outta me! i mean seriously, what makes you think you're special, like you don't have to wait in line or stop at stop signs? do you feel like you deserve special treatment over everyone else?? wtf bitch! you're not some fucking king or queen! get over yourself..
haha anywasssss, disregard me rabble. my blogs have mostly been my random thoughts for a couple of weeks. kinda good to free me mind, break free of the chains. well ive successfully filled up two notebooks for this class, the first a three subject. im gonna really enjoy lookin back at those when im older. oooo la la.
well im off to narnia! au revoir(:

chiiiiit

i forgot to blog and now im doin it now. im red like a fuckin lobster hahaa, not really but im pretty burnt. damn white people, instead of tanning we just burn alive. anywayssss whats on my mind yo? well some delicious oreo cookies i just devoured, fuckin delicious. mmmmmmmmm..... anyways, duude! im diggin the warm weather, its not legging season anymore, wooo! damn humans and our tendency to fuck shit up. we're animals right? but we have way more greed and selfishness than other animals. we fucked up the natural system of nature, thats why so many species have gone endangered. humans kill way more animals than needed, and we do so really unfair. when an animal hunts for its food, it catches it the old fashion way. instead we find every possible way to kill and produce food without having to use effort. we should be living off of what we catch and living in the food chain world. instead we let weak humans live by giving them benefits, if there were no benefits theyd be dead. its the way it was meant to be, survival of the fittest. weak humans produce a weaker generation, and thats how we got to where we are now.

The Sandman

the grains of sand flew upon my eyelids, and i felt the soft breathing on the back of my neck. next thing i know i was uncontrollably drifting into a deep sleep. this was very odd because just seconds earlier i was wide awake, thriving with energy. i had an interesting dream too, or i assumed it to be a dream. it was mixed in with my reality, making it feel that much more real. in the elusive dream a man dressed in a fancy, long coat that seemed to change colors with every move he made was displayed on the post of my bed. his weary face stared down at mine as my eyelids fluttered to stay open. he opened the palm of his hand to discover the pile of sand, and then he gently pursed his lips in an 'o' shape and blew. the sand gently landed on my face, and the last image i remember was the man winking at me. then blackness..

substitute teachers

theyre so creepy. i mean c'mon, do you really act like that outside of your temporary classroom? sometimes i think substitutes just fuck with the class they got stuck with for the day. they just try to freak the kids out as much as possible, making them think that such a person really does exist on this earth. or maybe it does exist, and maybe even more than anyone ever thought it did. are these teachers messin with my mind, am i trippennn, or are they...ALIENS!
AHhhhhhh, i think aliens is the best suggestion yet. anyone got somethin better?

Go Ask Alice

fucking amazing book. its this girl's actual diary, and she doesn't reveal her name. instead, the author title on the book reads "anonymous". its crazy to see this girl's transition from a shy book worm to an acid fryin' hippie. the way she describes acid sounds beautiful, but even i am wayyyy too scared to try that shit. it could change you forever, fuck up your whole entire life. i've heard stories, like this one guy my mom knew had a bad trip and sat in this tent the whole time just tryna make it go away. ever since that bad trip, he didn't talk to people anymore, he became anti-social, and was never the same again. uhhhhhm no thanks dudeeeee! ill stick my natural herb(; and magic mushrooooooms of course my horse holy shit never ending sentence just keeps on goin on for days on ends on noodles on cheese on biscuits on kittens...mmm kitten mittons,

you thought it would end huh but its only a comma ahhahahaha had you fooled,
wait that'd only work if i read it out loud sonofabitchcunt
k im done.

the orange juice massacre

holy taquito, the fucking second we get orange juice at the store more than half of it goes straight in my mom's ginormous water bottle. are you shittin' me?! thats the stupidest thing ive ever heard of, the house hold orange juice is suctioned up by none other than one person, my mom. ughhh, i try not to talk bad about my mom because i know she's been through a lot of shit in her life, and hearing other people talk bad about their moms irritates me because im 80% sure their mom is A LOT better than mine, but sometimes its just too much. not the orange juice, that would be ridiculous to be this dead serious about, but just her as a person. i dont have any real connection to my mom other than that she gave birth to me.
merrrr..

ahhh

i cant wait for this weekend. i just wanna get fucked the fuck up with my gurrrls, im doin what i do bitch dont get mad if im not fuckin with you. merrr, idkwtfbqq to write about! i think its so weird how many people there are on this earth, and out of all of these people i dont think there is one person that is EXACTLY like another. just the way i feel about certain things and how ive lived my life effects the way i think today, and there's no way that someone else on this earth feels exactly the way i feel right now, no one at all that has lived through my experiences and knows exactly where im coming from. when i say the word love we all go to our brains and take life experiences of what 'love' we've had, for some it can be a wonderful boyfriend you've had, or for someone else it can be a lack of love from your parents. either way, we all perceive the word in a different view, so how are we to say what love is, or any emotion for that matter? how can we say we understand one another when we try to express our feelings when really we have no clue at all?

Good Friday

why? such a fucking amazing band! their lyrics focus more on imagery than on a particular storyline. most of it doesn't make much cents, but it's really creative. it's crazy the way their lyrics flow nicely together, the combination of words just seem to melt into each other. best fucking band everrrr! well, not the best, only because there are wayyy too many amazing bands. it's definitely on the top 10, along with animal collective, animals as leaders, circa survive, emarosa, the beatles, minus the bear, deadmau5, rusko, mac dre, and andre nickatina. yee nigga i listen to the goood rap.

"if you grew up with white boys

who only look at black and puerto rican porno

cause they want something that their dad don't got
then you know where you're at

mortaring your earholes shut in a rush with wet coke
in a starbucks bathroom with the door closed
on booze, i'm left in residue and confused
like the first time you used soft water
down on my luck, caught unaware
like houdini when the last fist struck

if i'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in, i am

sucking dick for drink tickets
at the free bar at my cousin's bat mitzvah
cutting the punch line and it ain't no joke
devoid of all hope circus mirrors and pot smoke
picking fights on dyke night
with shirlies and lokes and snatching purses

doing out on karaoke and forgetting all the verses
blowing kisses to disinterested bitches
playing lead lay in a bad way on broadway
sending sexy smses to my exes new man cause i can
on the road trying to break an old van
eating pussy for new fangs, i am what the hell
using purell till my hands bleed and swell
missing mail at a motel 6, i'm unwell

if i'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in, i am

it feels exciting touching your handwriting
getting horny by reading it and repeating poor me
intently staring at the picture of your feet on the sticker
at the r. crumb exhibit, i wonder who's sicker

jerking off in an art museum john till my dick hurts
the kind of shit i won't admit to my head shrinker
not even in a whisper to my own little sister
i just act like a dick and talk shit when i'm with her

aught six i'll say the friday before easter
was not what i cried to myself in the pisser
and with you in the front row at the silver jews show
and you act like you didn't notice, my fear of the bear
at showbiz pizza when i saw six was overwhelming and not dissimilar to this

if i'm sinking in laughting at something sunken in, i am

at jacob han's on tour i wake up
hung over on a hardwood floor
from a dream about how your dress
hangs off of your little breasts
i'd rather be dead than call this song
how i lost your respect but god bless or get neglected
and i'll see you when the sun sets east, don't forget me"

hmmmm

what the fuck to blog about... je ne sais pas. its amazing to me how sooo many people in the world are all thinking about something different. like each second of our lives we get one thought, but the world is receiving millions of thoughts per second. imagine all the information the worlds brain would be taking in, if it had one.

"You can't fight city hall." "Death and taxes." "Don't talk about politics or religion." This is all the equivalent of enemy propaganda, rolling across the picket line. "Lay down, GI! Lay down, GI!". We saw it all through the 20th Century. And now on the 21st Century, it's time to stand up and realize, that we should NOT allow ourselves to be crammed into this rat maze. We should not SUBMIT to dehumanization. I don't know about you, but I'm concerned with what's happening in this world. I'm concerned with the structure. I'm concerned with the systems of control. Those that control my life, and those that seek to control it EVEN MORE! I want FREEDOM! That's what I want, and that's what YOU should want! It's up to each and every one of us to turn loose of just some of the greed, the hatred, the envy, and yes, the insecurities, because that is the central mode of control, make us feel pathetic, small, so we'll willingly give up our sovereignty, our liberty, our destiny. We have GOT to realize we're being conditioned on a mass scale. Start challenging this corporate slave state! The 21st Century's gonna be a new century! Not the century of slavery, not the century of lies and issues of no significance, of classism and statism, and all the rest of the modes of control... it's gonna be the age of humankind, standing up for something PURE and something RIGHT! What a bunch of garbage, liberal, Democratic, conservative, Republican, it's all there to control you, two sides of the same coin! Two management teams, bidding for control of the CEO job of Slavery Incorporated! The TRUTH is out there in front of you, but they lay out this buffet of LIES! I'm SICK of it, and I'M NOT GONNA TAKE A BITE OUT OF IT! DO YA GOT ME? Resistance is NOT futile, we're gonna win this thing, humankind is too good, WE'RE NOT A BUNCH OF UNDERACHIEVERS, WE'RE GONNA STAND UP, AND WE'RE GONNA BE HUMAN BEINGS! WE'RE GONNA GET FIRED UP ABOUT THE REAL THINGS, THE THINGS THAT MATTER - CREATIVITY, AND THE *DYNAMIC* *HUMAN* *SPIRIT* THAT REFUSES TO *SUBMIT*! WELL THAT'S IT, that's all I've got to say. It's in your court now."

-waking life.
possibly one of the greatest movies made!

inflatable caterpillar crawl

do you remember those giant inflatable caterpillars you used to run through as a kid? those things were the shit! i wanna buy one so i could just own it(: then i could crawl through my caterpillar whenever i wanted! i could hot box that thing!! i could see that as an opening to a stoner movie, a couple of people holding the opening flaps to the caterpillar, and a bunch of people running out along with the biggest cloud of smoke! im gonna make a stoner movie, me kim, megan and priscilla are all gonna make one. just like cheech and chong movies, that'd be hella funny. we could do it.

time travel

its an interesting theory, being able to travel backwards in time. many people would like to go forwards, but that is pretty much impossible. the future isn't determined yet, and the slightest action could shift the hole future as we know it. in order to travel through the space of time you must be going faster than the speed of light. that velocity of light is sooo fast that it actually moves slow. the time that you're in a different time zone is traveling three times slower than the present time, so when you return to the normal time it would be a completely different century. its time travel, but technically its only an illusion of it. you appear to have traveled to the future because you're from a different time and still your age when you return to present time, but all you've really done is live at a different pace, a slower pace.

meowmermeowfuck

I had to give my cats baths today, and none of them have ever had a bath before. Well I hosed Tigger down one time because she was completely covered in mud, you couldn't even see a speck of orange on her anywhere, but I don't consider that a bath. I washed Fancy and Abby because they have fleas and I wanted to kill the mother fuckers. My cats flipped the fuck out! I bathed them one at a time, and both cats ran in place in the water filled tub while scooping large amounts of water into the air and onto my clothes. Cats were not meant to be washed, but sometimes they need a helping hand(:

Are you also frightened

Would it be just like I'm dreaming
My mind steaming
A fight too strong
To tag along.

Would it be just like I'm flying
Worlds colliding
A black hole strikes
Despite my likes.

Would it be just like I'm struggling
My thoughts juggling
Give in to you
I think I do.