Junk Food Fix 9:20 PM

I ate Doritos today. It's been a long time since I've regularly had junk food. It used to be so common in Mexico. But back then my face was riddled with pimples and blackheads. I like to believe I look better now. As I am writing this I am still in a state of shock. I was humming music to myself while doing the dishes, when suddenly I was hit with the strange premonition to look beside myself. I then came face-to-face with Auntie Claire, who had something that looked like a tight (however that's spelled) over her face. I think I will be traumatized for a week.

Xpressive 10:38 PM

I realized how this blog has become a means for me to express what I feel. And then complete strangers read this. Maybe I feel safe behind my computer screen. But whatever. Others have pointed out that I don't sound like a happy blogger. Maybe I should blog about happy things. And bore you to death. But you must realize: I blog mostly to myself (web+LOG=blog i.e. that is, my log). And I usually don't blog my entire day, meaning I'm not ALWAYS in a bummer, since my posts usually only reflect the mood I was in at the time I posted.

The Great :: EDIT :: 7:37 PM

Well, I've been working on proofreading and correcting slight errors in my previous posts. I've also changed this site around a bit. I shall call it "the capital C v2.0". I'll put up some screen-shots of how it looks, in case I decide to change it later. Notice that the links section is conviniently intergrated with the sidebar. That is due to the fact that one morning I visted my blog and noticed these "Google News" and two "Edit-Me" links. Using that, I was able to organize the links properly. I feel good about myself today. Maybe because my room is now in proper order. Or maybe because of all the webcam smiles I caught today while chatting with Bri. Either one. What's this? I'm too concerned about details? Me? Never!

Rhyme Tyme 10:08 PM

This will be the first "poem " on my blog. A little something that ran through my head and gave me a migrane. Here it is.

Walk into my life,
walk out if you will.
You know there's a place,
full of empty space,
that you'll never fill.

Empty Space 10:08 PM

Walk into my life
Walk out if you will
You know there's a place
Full of empty space
That you'll never fill

The Vacuum 10:07 PM

I feel like a giant hole (take that however you want). I feel empty and useless. Marianne has visited and will leave tomorrow. Just when I started getting used to being around people my age. Then it ends. I think I really dislike it when that happens. All this disorganization, konfusion, and weird internal happenings will teach me something. I just have to sit tight and wait for an answer to hit my on the head. Like the hand of my little brother when he slaps me in my sleep (oh, for the days when I had my bed to myself). My schedule has been thrown off. My room is a mess (considering I sleep in one room and keep my junk i.e., personal things in another). I feel so unlike myself. Ugh.

Happy Family Birthday! 10:03 PM

This is wishing you all a Happy Family Birthday (ok, so I'm late)!! We had a simple little party here, dressed up like hippies and yelled "Revolution! For Jesus!", a lot. It was niCe.



Radical Revolutionary Roots!!



The Revolution Lives On!!!!