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[Apr. 3rd, 2009|02:49 am] |
I know a girl who got into Brown; I am happy for her.
I am happy for her, yet so angry with myself. Why am I still here, anyway? I honestly do not deserve this. I know fools with free rides, ass-kissers on easy street. Why did I not do anything in High School? Was I not intelligent, then? Evidently not.
Everyone is just going right on ahead without me, yet still stewing in stagnancy. Everyone is at their university or liberal arts school getting piss drunk and running about like children.
I had a very important relationship shatter in a mere couple of days, recently. It is so strange how people change. This year you are all gossip in the bedroom, the next you are second fiddle to some nameless, faceless, party-goers.
What happened to me? Did I lose my shine; my allure? Is banter not popular anymore? Are politics still interesting? Are the arts? What the fuck am I supposed to talk about? What depths must I stoop to for a real relationship with anything?
I'm just so lonely, lately. I should have worked harder. I should be around people just as smart (I do hate to sound full of myself) and cynical as myself, shouldn't I? This place is cashed;exhausted. There is nothing new here, just the same droll production starring the ever-popular cast of drunkards, degenerates and fools.
Maybe I am just a pompous cynic, I do not know.
I do, however, know a girl who got into Brown....
And I know a man who would have liked to. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2009|01:01 pm] |
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I'm doing my World Lit final on Norwegian Black Metal culture. |
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[Mar. 8th, 2009|11:31 pm] |
I got two more grants yesterday.
That's about it. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2009|01:47 am] |
I often wonder weather or not people make decisions purely for the thrill of making a poor decision. One thing is certain, though:
A lot of these decisions are so deliciously absurd that I find myself laughing heartily into the night upon observation!
Hoorah! Life! |
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[Jan. 28th, 2009|12:32 pm] |
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Just what am I doing, anyway? |
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[Jan. 6th, 2009|05:20 am] |
The forty year old virgin is probably my favorite movie Apatow has had anything to do with.
Also, Milk is one of the most inspirational and beautiful films I have seen thus far.
please watch it. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|05:05 pm] |
Catherine Guarisco, you vile wretch, stop burping so goddamn loudly. Stop calling me at four AM to pick you up in Fort Walton. Stop being so selfish.
Mary Guarisco, stop putting my favorite cashmere sweaters in the dryer. They shrink if they get too hot. Last years Christmas gift from my father: ruined.
Jordan Guarisco, you have a lot to work on.
Christmas has become one of the most frustrating times of the year for me. Instead of the age-old aura of love and togetherness, I have to put up with unrelenting selfishness on one side and monetary tension on the other. I hate to sound so trite, but I am either the witness to blind consumption or some unforeseen fast.
I hate it. I hate it all.
And also, I must ask, is it so hard to expect a sincere apology? I mean, I understand we all make mistakes, but we usually apologize for them, don't we. If I ruined your sweater I would not say something to the effect of "Oh, the dryer has been doing things like that lately. I guess it's getting hotter or something." I would apologize for ruining your sweater.
It's all just becoming too much. Christmas seems like the time of year when benevolence is all around and the time of giving, but it isn't. It's about breaking your back to give people the gifts they have come to expect and to gobble up all that you can.
I hate holly. I hate presents. I hate my sister's disposition.
And I hate to sound like this. I am not normally so upsetting.
It's just been so hard, lately. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2008|12:59 am] |
Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.
Sometimes, I just do not make good decisions. |
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[Dec. 12th, 2008|04:55 am] |
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I want a woman who's a little bit of Jack White and a lot of Anne Hathaway |
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|01:26 am] |
My Morning Jacket nominated for a grammy?!?!
That's fantastic! |
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[Dec. 5th, 2008|05:49 pm] |
Seriously, I could collect a coll mil and be set for life.
This is just so depressing. My job doesn't need me. A man my mother works for to supplement is going bankrupt.
CARABBAS!
HAMPTON INN!
EVEN BANANA REPUBLIC!
CALL ME SOOOOON!
Dreadful dreadful dreadful.
Do you know anyone hiring? FIND ME A JOB!
AND A WOMAN, TOO! |
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[Nov. 18th, 2008|11:55 pm] |
I remember the comedians talking about how they did not understand women, and I never got it.
I get it now.
What can you do, though? Can't let that bring me down.
Life is fun, lately. Despite my reclusive and lonely nature, I am able to see just who I want. It's nice. It gets lonely, but it's nice.
My father is getting married Saturday. I am so happy for him.
Each day I feel more like my father. This is a good and a bad thing. Good because he is a brilliant, beautiful, charming man. Bad because he is insane. Oh well. Sacrifices must be made.
I wonder if I'm gonna find what I'm looking for... |
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[Nov. 16th, 2008|01:35 pm] |
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It is a nice birthday, today. |
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[Nov. 4th, 2008|10:53 pm] |
This is amazing.
I helped this.
We'll take good care of it all, I promise. |
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[Nov. 4th, 2008|01:02 pm] |
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Some people are just so weak it upsets me |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2008|02:37 pm] |
Fuck my unpunctuality!
Fuck a bunch of my brothers!
BAH!
IT seems like I'm pushin' a big ole boulder up a hill.
HUMANS ARE SO CONFUSING!
Oh well. It's still a beautiful day! |
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