Haikus #67 and #68

ew.

I get drunk. Stumble.

But now I'm up and I barf.

Barf Everywhere.

And I'm sick

I got purple and

I got graaaaapes but that doesn't

mean I robotrip.

Haiku #54

Left on my own

I ate a whole box

of macaroni. It was

so yummy at first...

Haikus #51 and #52

Poppy tattoo

goin goin back

back to cali cali. But

really... my back hurts.

FTW Saloon

ouchouchouchouch owwwch

This about to hurt like a

muthafucka ouchouch

It's a wild world

My head is all over the place trying to catch up with my heart. I think I'm going to hold off from writing haiku's till I can clear my mind and sort things out.* All I can say is that sometimes (all of the time) I like everyone too much. I need to start hating people.

*although I want to do another picture post + haiku's are how I make a living

Haikus #16 and #17

Hey remember that time we went camping?

trapped in my actions,

or perhaps a loose cuccoon.

Nope, I'm in a tent.

Yeah, I'm still in that tent

So she walks into a bar...

My humor is cold

But I want to keep telling

Hellen Keller jokes.

Right now, my face:

Attractive, right?

Time to go start my collegiate career

Haikus #5 and #6

Tonight I had really hard time writing something funny. Tomorrow I leave for college and I won't see a lot of people for a few months - which really isn't the worst thing ever on the list of possible heartwrenching stuff that could happen.

So here's one haiku that's actually a little serious and a haiku that's FOREAL. (it's not easy to think of a title for something meaningful unless it has something to do with nature, politics, babies or some other similar sentimental crap - so that's that... not going to explain)

Miss a turn/move 3 spaces back

I, dreading goodbye,

Exhale to gain composure

(comes out like a sigh)

Teenager at a graduation party

People, wagging their smiles

at my scared, spastic presence

are not comforting.

Thou shalt not use poetry or music to get into girls pants...

Use it to get into their heads

This is by far one of my favorites:

Also, sorry for the lack of posts, almost done with 1/2 my finals. So once again, I'm gonna pull one of these:

psychedellic head cold

I'm illin (not like a villain) and jacked up on zyrtec and nyquill (actualy jacked down, but that sounds durrty like the south).




This is what I see when I read my text book:




Lauren's shirt, shorts - costume department, shoes - target

in which i'm really cold

Last weekend I went to Park City, Utah with the "family" for a "family vacation".

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for family vacations, but not on weekends and not when I have to miss school. Other requirements, I bring a friend and am not tempted by beautiful tourist spots.

Park City is beautiful and lovely and blah bluhblah blah, but it's also a HUMONGOUS tourist town! (Sundance film festival, winter olympics, hot snowboarder guys: plenty of attractions)

It's just that I despise that feeling of being in a place I love, but feeling like things would be alot more enjoyable if I wasn't a tourist, which is what I am anywhere out side of the Bay. Probably doesn't help that my family looks as Jew as they come, so we didn't really fit into the mormon-chic culture.

Unfortunately my camera is all "blaaa you drop me all the time and I'm sick of it, you hurrr me? Sick. Of. It," It won't be my friend and take pictures, so I only have a few slightly usable ones.*

Whatever, it was fun. You want pictures, right?

"This is how intense"

Ummm yeah, so I'm guessing that you're thinking "oooh dayum I do NOT want to mess with this crazy mutha. She looks like she can shred on those slopes like a demon panther out of hell!"

Seriously, python leggings? You betcha I mean business. I mean so much business that after 6 years of boarding I fell so hard on my ass on a green run that I had to call it quits the rest of the day. No, no, no, not for my sake, but for the safety of the mountain.

OK, I'm really tired and probably won't have a chance to post in the next week. L'chayim!

*actually only 1 picture, my camera is on the fritz and I'm not willing to share the family portrait (yiiich)

junk junk junk

Too much junkjunkjunkjunkjunk junk to do, I'll post something tomorrow perchance?
Sorry my hari, but then again I'm going to be making some money tonight, so I don't really feel bad about not posting or doing homework.

MONEY = POWER

not really, but it does pay for channukah presents.

Once again...

Fuck my life
This isn't me trying to be cool or urbane or emotastic
Seriously it's tuesday and I'm already having the worst week ever.

MORE TEEN ANGST

Things that make me need to turn kimya dawson(non medicinal zoloft) up and avoid love songs even though I feel the rare twang for Coldplay:

1) I backed up into a firehiredrant today and tore up my bumper (haven't told rents yet)
2) Don't have as much money as I would like which creates tension between concert tickets and new pipe and winter clothes and birthday presents and fun
3) Person x who I thought liked me doesn't and I got all googly-eyed for nothing. DAMMIT high school really sucks right now.
4) I still have a seventh period and can't change that
5) money situation means I can't purchase more california green
6) It's really cold out and that is making me more depressed, I feel like the deaf-mute girl who no one talks to in some kind of romantic french pelicula
7) Soma is sounding really good right now if you know what that is and I'm such a loser for mentioning that.

If you read this post at least 3 weeks from now I'll be feeling a lot better.


Also the cold is adding to depressment, is it chillllly enough for me to wear the thigh high socks kat said I can't wear? almost and I'll wear them anyways.

I can't do the little things I hold so dear

"It's all those little things that I fear"

Because it costs 65 Bones! Reeedicuhlus! Hey man, all I want to do is go see a concert, man.

I give karaoke concerts for money. C'mon man! Why won't you help me out man! Man, not helping me is lame, man!