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IM SO EXCITED!!!!:
OPEN STUDY NIGHT
HONORS STUDENTS! Come to the Perlman Honors Commons for the 2nd of HPM's weekly
Open Study Nights! It will be this Wednesday from 8 PM until 12 AM. Open Study
Nights are open to ALL HONORS STUDENTS, and allow you to take advantage of the
beautiful space that is the PHC. Bring all your books! And enjoy this
alternative to the libraries on campus. Brought to you by HPM.
www.umich.edu/~hpm
taking a cue from joann, its time to do anythign to avoid work. time to
write in declarative fragments. pre birthday weekend to be full of
debauchery and shadiness. fat roomate sucks ass. fat roomate is fat
bitch who eats everyones fucking food. entire 4th floor of south quad
is shady... because entire 4th floor is "friends" w/ fat roomate. but
entire 4th floor not REALLY "friends" w/ FR... she just thinks they
are. oh hail no... did FR really come in last nite at 1 am DRIPPING
with fucking sweat... and then SIT ON THE COUCH? oh hail yes "she" did.
and oh ya... FR PLAYS CLARINET?!?! ummm ya... if thats what you call
fucking "playing." sounds more of a bleating goat scratching its nails
against a chalkboard while playing a rusty violin.
good news?: smirnoff triple distilled
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its 4/21. but its neever too late.
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[12 Feb 2005|12:18am] |
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O. M. G. i am so mother effing excited right now.
the last week has been like the last 4 years... completely and utterly gay. everyones life is in a downward spiral. everyones like "i cant wait to graduate." umm i guess i cant eitehr. but im still gonna be just as gay after i graduate as i am right now. graduating is not a cathartic experience. you dont completely change after you do it. your life wont suddenly become awesome either, because youre still going to remain the shitfaced asshole you always were. if this particulary offends you, i guess you can replace the you with me in the last few sentences.
so im about to name names because no one reads this shit. lena ripped off her hood this week, completely randomly. and then mona had a fucking meltdown and had to leave school... haha. what a dick.
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| HASH, if youre reading this... |
[08 Dec 2004|07:14pm] |
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i cant look at xanga.com!! let me describe to you my peril:
It was a beatifully shitty day. I was sitting around innocently, when suddenly i thought: "hey, im going to look at the xanga. hash will be pleased." My life was happy and full of butterflies and rainbows, when suddently my innocence was shattered.
The requested page is currently unavailable
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If you feel that you have received this page in error, please contact:
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"JIGGA WHAT?" I exclaimed, absolutely perplexed. "But my plans for having an emotionally fulfilling life are devastated! my hopes and dreams are crushed! what to do?!" i proclaimed to the audience of no one.
I scrolled down and saw a button titled: "Override/request access" I clicked on it as my eyes welled up with tears- tears of the youth that was pilfered viciously from me by the fucking bullshit hurley internet server.
I then clicked the option titled "request access." I also typed some additional comments to help the hurley webmasters understand my case: "What is this, Nazi Germany?"
After some amount of days, i received an email with regards to my request! Yet my joyous hope was once again obliterated:
From: "iPrism Automated Message" <iprism-serial-64787@10.50.11.237> Add to Address Book
To: faria387@yahoo.com
Date: Sat, 04 Dec 2004 20:40:26 -0500
Subject: Your request has been denied
Your request for access to http://www.xanga.com/ has been denied. If
you require further assistance, contact Your System Administrator.
"OH MY MOTHERFUCKING GOD! CHRISTMAS IS RUINED THIS YEAR"
and that my dear hash is WHY i cant mothafucking look at it!!!!!!!!
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| lmao im diong a quiz |
[21 Nov 2004|10:10pm] |
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lmao.
(x) - I've done
(_) - I haven't done
(x) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(x) kissed a member of the same sex
(_) crashed a friend's car
(x) been drunk
(_) been to Japan
(x) ridden in a taxi
(_) been in love
(_) been dumped
(x) shoplifted - i have a shoplifting gene
(_) been fired
(x) been in a fist fight -2nd grade. ricky sayal.
(x) snuck out of my parent's house
(_) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex
(_) ever dated someone of the same sex
(_) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
(_) been arrested
(x) made out with a stranger
(x) stolen something from my job -lmao no shit.
(_) celebrated new years in time square
(_) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(_) had a crush on a teacher
(_) celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans
(x) been to Europe
(x) skipped school
(_) slept with a co-worker
(x) cut myself on purpose
(_) been married
(_) gotten divorced
(_) had children
(_) seen someone die
(_) been to Africa
(_) had a crush on one of my LJ friends
(_) Slapped someone I loved
(_) Driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/fetish ball
(x) Been to Canada
(_) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(_) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(_) Thrown up in a bar
(_) Purposely set a part of myself on fire
(x) Eaten Sushi
(_) Been snowboarding
(_) Met someone in person from the internet
(_) Been moshing at a concert
(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online
(_) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself
(_) been pregnant or got someone pregnant
(_) lost a child
(x) gone to college -dual enrolled
(_) graduated college
(_) tried killing yourself
(x) taken painkillers -only with my alcohol
(_) intentionally burned yourself
(_) miss someone right now
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| vanilla asscream |
[22 Sep 2004|01:26am] |
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soo... i just decided im only applying to one college because its such a fuckign pain in the ass. ya, u of m here i fucking come. fuck me in the asshole please, u of m. i want it doggy style from you, because thats how i get it from my counselors and teachers who wont fill out recommendations for me until ive graduated from high school already.
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[12 Aug 2004|11:49pm] |
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hello sweet chocolate asscreams. its time for you jizzmachines to stop doing your cock push-ups for a single second, and listen to me. cause i know whats up.
its getting to the point where mothafuckas dont even have to OPEN UP their goddamned mouths anymore, and i already know whats gonna come out. "OMG , LIKE I CAN'T WAIT TO GET OUT OF FLINT. I JUST HATE THIS PLACE SO MUCH. LIKE, OMG. IM GOING TO LEAVE AND NEVER LOOK BACK." ok cunts, save it. just shut the fuck up. first of all, most of the assheads that say it are all white trash shitheads that couldn't get the hell out of flint with the help of a catapult. what makes you think your ass is going to leave flint? youre going to graduate from high school [with luck], get a job at ross oil change, get pregnant or get someone pregnant, move into a trailer, create the next generation of white trash flint "escapers," and work utnil the age of 90 because you have no social security. SO SHUT THE HELL UP. BECAUSE YOUR DUMBASS IS NEVER FUCKING LEAVING.
secondly, what the HELL is your teenage angst ass complaining about? youve gotta leave this town because "oh my god everyone in this town sucks" or "this town sucks" or "suck suck suck" or "im a big cock." cut the jibba jabba motha fucka. why does flint REALLY suck so bad? YOU. youre a self-centered shithead. if flint got rid of all the cocksucking teenage assheads in a constant state of complaint to get out of here, its economy would probably skyrocket. unemployment would immediately go down. the town would even smell better. everyone would be happy shining people holding hands.
now i'd like to include A NOTE TO THE ASSHOLES: before you open your mouth to complain about how awful flint is, id like you to go visit a third world country. id like you to ride down the street and see worn, blind, limbless men begging your for change. id like you to see ants and flies crawling all over a live baby because they can sense it is about to die. then bring your stupid ass back here, and tell me how horrible flint is. or would you rather live there?
i am not against people wanting to leave flint. it is completely and utterly respectable if you have actual reason. i am against people constantly carping about getting out of flint with absolutely NO good reason to hate it. if you want to get out of here, state your case in an intelligent, articulate manner. dont state it like an (_l_).
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| The Penis Also Rises |
[24 Jul 2004|11:03pm] |
I stayed after skoo in the dank, humid back newspaper room. The lights were dimmed, and ice man came in.
"Joel... i just wanted to know.... if you put the jumps on page 2..."
Sweat beaded off ice man's brow and fell to the floor. you could tell he was hot, real hot, in more than one way. (you could tell from the tent pitched in his pants)
"I ummm.... ya, they're on there," Joel replied, his voice choking with unbridled passion. He looked up at ice man, and their eyes met. they looked at eachother deeply and longly, forgetting the presence of news editor and assistant news editor, faria and me.
Ice man suddenly looked away, jerking himself back to reality. "Stay cool," he thought to himself, "i'll be alone with him later. if i can just hold out..."
The room was on fire. the soft hum of the computers continued on as heat pervaded every square inch of the small back room. the only thing thicker than the heat was the sexual tension.
"hey faria, you have a quarter page ad on page 6"
"Quarter page ad deez nuts," replied faria wryly.
"Faria, seriously, i do not have time for this. We need to get this paper to the printer by 5."
"Shut up. we know why you are trying to hurry us out. im tired of the lies!!" screamed faria, with frustration and heat exhaustion.
"It's okay faria. BREATHE!!!! lets just get out of here so they can get their twig and berry on," said Christie.
"What are you TALKING about?" said joel, worlds worst liar.
Ice man knew they knew, but he didn't care. His passion for joel was so overwhelming- he wanted to get married. He felt for the diamond ring in his pocket, still unsure whether he would do it or not. He was still a married man. And anyway, Christie and Faria were the only ones that knew. He knew they hated him, but they wouldnt tell.
Faria and Christie hurriedly "finished." As they ran out, joel and iceman .....
STAY TUNED FOR NEXT ISSUE
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| Jon Peel |
[03 Jul 2004|04:56pm] |
CHAPTER 1
We were too stunned to realize at the time the significance of the day. It had come so abruptly and would bear such a large change in our lives, we couldn't really process how earth-shattering it would be for us.
It was Jon Peel's last day.
What we failed to realize was it was our last day too- the last day of our happiness.
It was about a week later, after the denial wore off, when despair started setting in. We would look over at his empty chair-
"Jon!" we would say.
There was no answer.
The lowest reaches of depression took hold of us. We would scream out JOOOOOOOOOONNN! in the middle of class, our ear shattering cries piercing iseler's daily diatribe as we grabbed ourselves, falling to our knees on the floor. We needed him to hold us.
After the despair, hysteria set in. We made outlandish calls of distress, clinging desparately to the hope he would return. JP x3! We put viruses on every computer in the backroom. We called out for the dragon shirted boy that smelled of hot fecal matter. JP x3! even x4! Needless to say, the computer guru never came to fix the computers, or our hearts. That night the computers spontaneously burst into flames- a result of the extra strength viruses we put into them, a symbol of our decimated lives.
CHAPTER 2
We were still in Phase 3 of Jon Peel withdrawal syndrome- hysteria. We staggered to KK's grad. party, our utterly last whim of seeing JP x5. We waited on the swingset where we knew he would come, his dragon shirt flying open in the slight breeze, revealing just a taste of his milky ghost white skin. Christie said, "MMMMMM I WANT IT BAD." Deep down, we knew the truth. He wasn't coming. JP x6 we screamed, and longed for his hard drive! It never came. A part of us died that day.
CHAPTER 3
We needed to reevaluate our lives. But we didn't. Haha. JP x7. Why did we love him? Was it his horrible stories, ONLY about LAN parties and shitty teen angst death metal? Was it his one shirt? Was it the way his hand shot into the air when iseler announced he needed someone for the position of 'computer guru'? Was it the way his glasses perched on his slightly bulbous nose? Was it that fucking single centimeter long hair on his chin he thought he was passing off as a goatee? Or was it the way he never did anything, and still thought he was the guru goddess? Yes. Yes! YES!!!!! JP x8.
TO BE CONTINUED IN THE FUTURE
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| harry facking potter |
[06 Jun 2004|11:32pm] |
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tonite, i took my broa to watch "harry potter 3." its fuckign disgusting what they're doing to these children. in teh FIRST scene, there was a lady blowing up into some sort of hot air balloon, and they were showing her brassiere and the crack of her breasts, in addition to her underwear. it was completely uncalled for, as they could have totally pulled off the scene without showing the fat ladies tits crack. i'm tired of everyone falling for the fucking harry potter scheme. they're TOTALLY sexualizing these tiny, meek, helpless, doe-eyed children- and theres not a fackin thing the children can do about it, because they don't even know they're being sexualized. they think they've come to the moving pictures to have a good ole time, but they've actually coem to have their innocence stolen . later, they'll go out in the streets, drinking as much bootleg liquor they can hold and having wild sex on the rooftops, spongebob boxers and training bras flying wildly through the night sky.
IN ADDITION to this, harry potter turns into a raving mad serial killer in "harry potter 3." what the fuck do you think THATS teaching the damn kids? ya, kol khara kids. you're all fucked
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[21 May 2004|11:54pm] |
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ya fuckers. ya, your mom does care about you!!!! dsht up.
for clear eye, do red eye :-D
how you like it daddy? how you like it daddy?
thanks to graham and leo for commenting on my live journal, hence saving me from the verge of suicide. i was teetering on the brink of life and death, and then i read those comments of encouragement and support and i was like "fuck man, im gonna stay alive for these white cats." i hate white people, but today i just dont know.
i really hate white people though, seriously. or do i??? (note to black people: we hate white people!!! "no rest until whitey pay me"- big pimpin' by jay z)
but if youre white and you want to be my friend, fine i guess. ill take anyone. or will i?
getting rid of donald rumsfeld is a bad idea, white people. seriously though, its not like his ass was THE person who's idea it was to go on with the travesties at abu ghraib prison. he had no idea about it, and if yo uwere the fucking secretary of defense, wouldnt you have tons of shit to look into by itself? the democrats need to fuck off and unite together before election time, instead of fucking going off on this bullshit of "FIRE RUMSFELD." we're in the MIDDLE of the freaking war right now ANYWAYS, cant change the playas in the middle of the game. and P.S.- to the bullshitters who are like "it doesnt matter if thge saudi's do it too, we are america we have higher standards bla bla bla....." they can shove their moralistic drivel up their 2 inch cocks, cuz what the FUCK has having morals every gotten anyone anywhere? and america has already demonstrated they have no regard for the ethics of treating people farily, by waging war on an entire country completely out of any sort of nothing. so kol khara motherfucking cunts, cause i really dont care about you or your momma's ass. if you fire rumsfeld, you might as well fire me.
peace bitches
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[11 May 2004|06:47pm] |
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jooooaannaaa deeecaampppppp
hahaha. today sucked ass!!!! well first of all, i dont have any frieeenddssss!!!!! and then i had to take ap kem test. that fucking suched major ass. now, i have to write berry paper because i refuse to blow his balls. sad sad day in flint town.
i also work in a dead end job, which i will probably be at for the rest of my life, making less than minimum wage.
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Ok so today I decided to dedicate an entry to my favorite person in the world. Lena, I love you. Seriously guys if you're not friends with her you need to get to it because you don't know what you're missing out on. She is a truly wonderful human being. Wait, no she's not. But that's why she's so damn cool because she's such a hypocritical asshole and she doesn't give two shits about it. She's an amazing person and the only word I can use to describe her is enigma.
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