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i no longer feel pain. i no longer feel anything. i may be a mess but i don't have time to worry about it. it is all temporary.

sometimes

i really hate fucking asshole stuckups know it alls in my school. i really wish i could put duct tape over there mouth so i wouldnt have to hear the shit spilling from their mouth. you don't know everything about design and neither do i. so shutup! 

stuff

stuff is just too overwhelming right now. this really sucks and im not happy at all not to mention i have so much work to do, i feel like i have no time to think about anything except my work and doing it. im pretty sure im going to go home tomorrow and hopefully be able to relax or something. just not going right, right now.

maybe ill get this whole thing right one of these days. for now ill just be as uncertain as ever.

i want..

i want this hat. i need to get it. i <3 nj. by the way i think im spreading myself thin. i have a ton of work to do and so little time to do other things now. i feel like i won't be seeing everyone for a while now. sucks but i gotta work hard. i feel like ive done half-assed so far but now i feel the momentum again and that groove.

finally the cold has come

finally it has begun to feel like fall. went to the eastern state penitentiary on friday and it was pretty awesome and scary at the same time. yea lots of people popping out at you but even scarier is the history behind this place and what it looks like inside. it was crazy the isolation that these inmates went through and no wonder its fucking haunted. but it was really cool and can't wait to go on the actual day tour sometime. 

i hate being sick

i have a nasty cold and im also very itchy from my tattoo, but i am very happy with the outcome. ive also realized that some people that are hurting will try and make you hurt just as much because they are selfish and jealous and im glad he is not in my life anymore simply because of that and how he has spoken to me. im so happy with who i am today and i will continue to make the decisions i have been.

not the preferred way to commit suicide

"As the breeze whipped the flames from his face, I could see that although his eyes were closed, his features were contorted with agony. But throughout his ordeal he never uttered a sound or changed his position, even as the smell of burning flesh filled the air. A horrified moan arose from the crowd, and the ragged chanting of some of the monks was interrupted by screams and cries of anguish. Two monks unfurled a large cloth banner reading, "A Buddhist Priest Burns for Buddhist Demans."

communication

communication is a good thing! i got my shit in the mail today. very excited. got my kid dynamite, beastie boys, t-shirts, pins, joe strummer dvd, and champion cd. all good stuff. and im listening to the cd and its pumping me up! o and this cd packaging class has given me a total new appreciation for cds again. bad for my wallet, good for my mind!