cubistpoet

Phillip K. Dick is my new hero.

I'm getting a Game Cube for Christmas! Yay!

There was no dancing.

Damn it.

The entry fee happened to be more money than I had on me.

I'm commited to hitting the dance floor tommorow night.

Finals are over, and I am ready for some mad flirtation.

My dance stylings are admittedly not so much on the "groove master" side as the "weird white kid who flails a lot", but it's the energy that counts, right?

Score!

I got an A- on my final brit lit paper, and my teacher wrote some very positive comments at the end.

I love feeling like I can write.

*pokes at finals and papers*

I'll beat you yet!

Things are looking a little bit better. I'm definetly not going to pull through in one class, which is sad and my GPA will never quite reach a level of anything above average. But. I should be able to successfully dodge painful academic death as long as I work my ass off for the next couple...
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Egad I'm such a procrastinator.

I hate writing papers sometimes though.

I need to work in spurts, and when I don't have time to work in spurts then my writing style goes to crap.

I'm very much a perfectionist with *everything* that I lay down to paper or text. Not so much in grammar/spelling/etc. but rather in style.

If something doesn't sound good, I want...
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He's a serious Mister
shake his hand and he'll
twist your arm
with monopoly money
we'll be buying the funny farm


So I'll do flips,
and get paid in chips
from a diamond as big as the Ritz-
then I'm calling it quits
calling it quits


Eyes the color of candy
lies to cover the handicap
though your slippers are ruby
you'll be led to...
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Radical adults lick godhead style!

I played in the chat room tonight, and it was fun!