3.13.2001
 
Waaah... paign of jealousy right now. No matter what he says, Paul can still articulate and process his thoughts far better than myself, specifically in writing. Perhaps it's just a product of age and experience... either that or an increased vocabulary... but I wish I could write like that. Maybe that's why I can only write poetry... I have no stamina to write paragraphs about one specific topic without completely bullshitting half of it.

Watching Dark Angel as of now. It's strange, how people who aren't exposed to certain thoughts and ideas never consider the possibility of those ideas (like freedom to on who doesn't even consider themselves human). Perhaps, that's how one can control another indefinetly, from the moment of birth you feed them lies. But then, how do you suppress the desimenation of information into that population?.. reminds me of the book The Giver or The Fireman (F451). Eh, the only true way to control the human mind is through extreme lobotomy. ^_^

Ugh, I hate teenage angst. I hate the emotional tormoil of student relations and relationships. As much as I love sensuality and am a heart-sick fool, life was so much simpler when I was too young to care. But... I like this type of complication in my life... sometimes anyway.

.....waaaahhh!!!! Logan's sad, and has a 9mm in his hand! No!!! Don't do it, cutey!!!!....this moment brought to you by 9 sticks of Winterfresh gum being simultaneous chewed and it's combined sugar count. Enjoy!


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