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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Sunday, December 01, 2002
 
We saw it and yet we didn't see it. Or rather we were trained not to see it. The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away. Puzzling. - 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance'

man uses language to occupy the voids and masks the inadequacy of mankind

random thoughts i grasp........... they're all too scattered.......... and i'm too tired to organize them............

and i say REJOICE!!!!!!!!!
oh yeah!~ e exams are over............ it's the end of our dreaded formal education in spore..... forever....... wow.......... feels good? mmm........... kinda got over e elation before the last paper............................ oh well............ blurb blurb.........

crash test dummy!
went for my forst driving lesosn today.......... well..... kinda fun and scarey at the same time................

i'm tired now..............

my brain has stopped functioning since 9am this morn, since i woke up..................

i slept 5 hrs yesterday night..............

house music sucks big time............

i'm swearing off house music and trance..............

i swear the ublues band has telepathic powers....... they always wear matching colours for their gigs..........

she's a vindictive bitch who says mean things bout ppl she doesnt even know.............

obsession is a bad thing, it eats away at u.............

'got my mojo working baby, but it just won't work on you'

another one bites the dust

floundering.........................

would we have done what we did if we didn't fear?

prom is so freaking troublesome........... i dun wanna be prom queen anymore............. i dun wanna do all e shit involved w it............. it's so leychey........ wytghsdjvbfcugw

hot

hot

so hot

he's scorching

'cmon mama let me turn u on'

i can play the bass..... YEAH!~~ for one song................

retarded fingers belong to a retarded person

why won't they let me be?

why won't i let me be?

the hand you hold is the hand that holds you down

i'm tired.........

i'm so tired.................

so...................

cats............................

let me in

does absence really make the heart grow fonder? or is it out of sight out of mind?

our sight is what obscures us from the truth

rubber duckie wuckie lucky blackie

i've got people coming over tomoro...... i'd better clean up my room, my house............ oh no..... i wanan sleep in......... but they're comin over at 10..... ***mumblegrumble***

words cannot express how i feel

 

 
   
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