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07:56pm 28/03/2006
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Anything.		  
     

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06:32pm 05/09/2005
  School starts tomorrow.
I haven't finished my summer homework stuff.
And I have no intention of working anymore on it tonight.

This summer has been interesting.
It obviously had some really low points.
Though I'm not sure how obvious that actually is.
My life is taking shape, I think.
Or least, moreso than it has in the past.
This will be my last, and probably best year of highschool.
Everyone,
including my parents,
and friends (of whom I have too few),
still secretly thinks I am pretentious.
A fake.
A pseudo-intellectual.
That my volitions are based around image,
and not honest enjoyment or love.
That my word choice is tedious and calculated.
I really have no intention of proving otherwise.
I have decided,
mostly through interaction with my parents,
that attempts to overcome steadfast misunderstanding are not worth my time or energy.
Even though it means that very few, if any, know me "well".
This summer has had it's high points as well.
I have developed a love for performance poetry.
I have produced writing I am happy with.
I have found colleges that I can see myself at.
And I have met some amazing people.
And thus I now move forward, not with a smile on my face, or with confidence about the future, or anything of that nature, but with a wider and clearer eye faced inward, and with an increased openness to those around me.
Both of which are indescribably important to me.		  
     

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12:23pm 16/07/2005
  I leave tomorrow morning.
For three weeks.
So um.
Bye.		  
     

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03:01pm 13/07/2005
  My iPod has:

Too much yelling and screaming,
and,
Not enough music that is pretty.

Suggestions please.		  
     

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01:46pm 09/07/2005
  Fuck you, America.

I'd like to have this understood before I go any further:
I am not un-American, in fact, I'm one of the few true Americans I know.

So London was attacked by terrorists. I knew it would happen, it was just a matter of time. As soon as I heard about it, I couldn't wait for the uproar. I couldn't wait for the American people to demand an update on the "War on Terror". I heard nothing. All I can think is, "What the fuck is wrong with everyone in this god damn country?"

When 9/11 happened, I was pissed off, like the rest of America. I couldn't wait for us to find those responsible. Now he was not my president, but he was the president of my country, and he told me exactly what I wanted to hear. A War on Terror. We were going to catch Osama Bin Laden. We were going to end the violence. We had terror alerts: Orange, red, blue, grey, chartreuse, lime green, etc. I didn't know what any of it really meant, except that we were doing everything in our power to deliver justice.

Then, an odd thing began to happen. The focus started turning, ever so slightly, from Osama Bin Laden and the terrorists, to Saddam Hussein and Iraq. As we heard more and more about "weapons of mass destruction", I got more and more confused. "Is he pulling an LBJ?" "Are people really buying this?". I soon found out that the answer to both of those questions was yes. The War on Terror became a Nation Building endeavor. We were delivering freedom, we were saving innocent people, we were making the world a better place, and I felt like blowing up a bomb myself. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was talking about Iraq. Some people were for it, some people were against it. Either way, none of them were paying attention to Osama Bin Laden, and I was, to say the least, infuriated.

Then something happened that I thought would open people's eyes. A senior CIA anti-terrorism officer, named Michael Scheuer resigned due to his frustration at his inability to do his job. This inability stemmed from the fact that he was working under an administration that didn't give a shit about what he was doing. He not only was the head of the Osama Bin Laden unit at the CIA, he STARTED the Osama Bin Laden unit himself, over 20 years ago. No one knew more about Osama and the 9/11 terrorist than him, in fact, no one had EVER known more than him. Here are some choice quotes from him:

"There has not been adequate national debate over the nature of the threat posed by Osama bin Laden and the forces he leads and inspires, and the nature and dimensions of intelligence reform needed to address that threat."

"Bin Laden's still at large. His most recent speech, I think, demonstrates that he's not running rock to rock, cave to cave."

"He surely does reprehensible activities, and we should surely take care of that by killing him as soon as we can. But he's not an irrational man. He's a very worthy enemy. He's an enemy to worry about."

"If Osama was a Christian, the invasion of Iraq would have been the Christmas present he long desired but never thought his parents would give him. It is an activity which has kind of broken the back of U.S. counterterrorism policy and undone much of the good we’ve accomplished in the last decade for the reasons we talked about earlier. It is now a contemporary Afghanistan which will motivate fighters for the foreseeable future."

"To me, the most dangerous thing is that Americans think we’re on the verge of winning this war when indeed we have barely started to fight it"

"Senior White House officials repeatedly refused to act on sound intelligence that provided multiple chances to eliminate Osama bin Laden — either by capture or by U.S. military attack."

"There is no real pressure on bin Laden right now, he is probably not moving that much."


There you have it. As factual as can be. The Bush Administration didn't give a shit about finding Osama Bin Laden, the Bush Administration didn't give a shit about "The War on Terror", and it was all no more than I had expected. However, what made me angry, is that this didn't blow up in every media outlet in the country. No one was talking about it. No one cared. It was plain to see that we had all been lied to, and yet there was no uproar. And now,

The Downing Street Memo has been released. It clearly states that the United Kingdom, in all likelyhood in synchronization with The United States, fixed intelligence to make the Iraq effort more appealing to the average citizen.
And now, there has been another terrorist attack.
Al Queda is alive and well, and the American people are not outraged.

Well I am.
I am outraged at our administration, but I am moreso outraged at the people of our country who aren't doing or saying anything about it. I am outraged at how indescribably idiotic this all is.

Fuck you, America.		  
     

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09:15pm 28/06/2005
  2 months
and
3000 miles

Bleh.		  
     

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12:23am 27/06/2005
  Today was pretty much the best day ever.
Peaks island for Reggae Sunday.
First we got lost in the woods, and then a nice old man gave us a ride.
And then we walked really far.
So then there was sitting on the dock.
With reggae music.
And people jumping in.
Which was the most fun ever.
And then there were bitch drinks.
Which were super sugary.
But who can complain.
And then the boat didn't work.
And we got towed.
Really fucking slowly.
And a sailboat passed us.
And then some guy swam to the boat and climbed on.
What a silly man.
But then parents were like,
I smell it.
But then I played mind games and manipulated and it was all set.
And then a bonfire.
But that was dumb.
The point is, it was fun.
But she's going to California on thursday?
For the summer.
And that's DUMB (I'm good with vocab).
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10:39pm 25/06/2005
  So today was super fun.
First: Fort Williams.
It was super sunny and hot.
But there were rocks to jump along.
And tide pools to explore in.
And fun people to be around.
And then there was my house.
Which was cold.
And I don't know. etc
And then bad Chinese food and downtown and the pier and white trash and hippies playing music and conversation and pictures and fire trucks and ambulances and driving around at night and I have a total crush and etc again.
And now there's books to be read. Good ones too. I need to stop buying. My summer reading list is pushing 40. I'm such a loser.
mmmmmmm Circa Survive.		  
     

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09:42am 22/04/2005
  I am 17. Feel free to give me presents.  
     

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01:38pm 19/04/2005
  I am very sick. I might die. I have written a will. I would say, "I love you all" but I don't. I love some of you. Call me while you still can.  
     

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07:23pm 13/02/2005
 
mood: rushed
music: As I Lay Dying
My LJ is shnazzy.		  
     

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Artpad!   
07:04pm 12/02/2005
  This is sweet. You draw or whatever, and then you can watch how it was painted/drawn with every stroke like a movie.

http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?ibs3adkcpp8

http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?ibtp8i457rc

Turn the speed all the way up, but don't skip to the end.
I expect to see at least 5 people make one.		  
     

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07:57pm 08/02/2005
  I'm sending a rose to Mr. Urbanski.  
     

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