[20 May 2015|03:29pm] 2 saw behind their lazy eye.

[18 Nov 2008|08:05am] Dream entry. So I'm in the forest with Jaz and a bunch of other people smoking a huge doobie. They passed it around once and I missed it again. I saw a car pull up with Kyle and bunch of his friends in it smoking an equally huggge blunt. I wanted him to see me smoking. Then we all saw uncle Carl's truck and it's red lights barreling down into the woods we were in. From there it jumped to uncle Carl and I talking things over as I gave him an ultra light Marlboro. Then I remember being in a living room drunk and inhaling 'methane' in a cylinder from some unknown girl who said it enhances your drunk. It made me feel sober yet extremely numb, like a giant ibuprofen x's 10 effects. Then some other girl said careful, it makes your teeth fall out. That's all remember. The woods thing looked like so much fun. lazy eye.

[26 Sep 2008|11:15am] I don't know what to say, but my my have things and people already changed. PS kill me for sucking at school work and lacking motivation. I'm cursed. lazy eye.

[12 Sep 2008|12:50pm] I just spent way to long in a hospital for Cait. And I'm fine with it. Fuck the people that left her. lazy eye.

[04 Sep 2008|06:09pm] [ music | I had a TLC and Santogold trip today. AND ALL IS WELL. ] I done gone and did it. I am majoring in Aviation Science and Administration. I don't REALLY REALLY REALLY know what it is!, but I'll still be able to fly and it'll open other airport/business/FBI/flying/AERIAL PHOTOGRAPHY?! jobs as well. And I will now be in debt forever. I've got even more plans. I'll minor in photography and/or digital design, and I'll try and begin to PAY for this shit through hours of service at a sushi restaurant in Kalamazoo and through photography commission through the Western Herald and PERHAPS selling my name through the local college station as a mf-ing album reviewer! Complete with red hair and PSDS through the coupons I got @ the gaaay Bronco Bash. I just hope I'll continue this clear-minded confident roll I'm on and STICK WITH IT even through my November blues. I'm still blind, but my mind says I can do it and that it can be done. ...Oh, how everything falls apart in November. Entry edited a bit the day after. lazy eye.

Dear God [03 Sep 2008|07:22pm] I had a calm yet unconfident talk with my dad on the phone (actually in the shade (!!) in this obnoxious heat), right after my failure of a meeting at the Aviation Advisory office. Why do I feel passionate about such an expensive occupation that I have no idea about? I've never had a goal IN MY LIFE, so choosing a job I'll keep for life will be inevitably hard for me. But I feel ready, I feel attached, I am willing to lean towards flight — a hands-on thrill career. Maybe I'll minor in photography. Whatever the case, I have myself set to flying, for what or for whom is unclear, and to the arts, a companion and a stand out skill I've had since grade school. A class artist has got to go somewhere.. even up to the sky. Oh, college. Sitting here on my bed trying to get my life settled while holding a mixed drink in my hand. I have a heart full of dreams, but a mind full of doubt. lazy eye.

[30 Aug 2008|12:10pm] College has been fun. Drinking has been the main attraction, but still a blast every time I've done it. I don't know what else to say about it at the moment. I woke up near 11:30 today after spewing some drunk logic to Lizz and her boyfriend Ty last night. I had this strange dream that I will start at the point where I suddenly jumped into the front of a line at a convention. The old black man at the door greeted me with "Where's your $50? It's $50 to ask Obama a question!" His ordering tone made me push around him. I shoved my fistful of money in his face just to make sure that I didn't need his crap and that I do follow the rules, thank you very much! Then there was Obama, standing there, answering questions as fast as.. hell (?) with peoples' $50's flying around him. I just stood, wondering what I'd ask. Behind him was these three giant (and now that I think of it, peculiar) gymnastics-like high bars. Two people were stuck in a damn tree next to the third giant bar. Obama decided to be a hero and jump up each one to save them. Each leap to the next bar got more freakier and higher, and his jumps more video-game enhanced (unrealistic heights!). He fell on the third bar, no, plummeted to the ground without injury. Everybody warned him to be careful, some like me worried he'd fall again and die! And of course, he did. He fell from the third once more that killed him instantly. My $50 question for Obama would've been "Why don't you listen?" lazy eye.

[07 Jan 2006|12:26pm] I am wax, I am custard, I am yolk, & I'm jelly ( Please don't leave me )

[01 Aug 2005|10:13pm] I love our city .           ;     ''' &+ how it brings all of our traffic coversations .

[19 Jul 2005|09:30pm]      I think I am [ EDIT ] was where I would like to be socially among my family. I have never had a close relationship with any of my cousins like all thoes arab kids do. (Stereotype!) It just felt good to finally have a good 2nd cousin friend who you seen grow up before your eyes from a geek to a junior in a matter of 1 family reunion. And also a little connection with your family friend's son. Cool guy. I guess finally having 2 pals to talk to fills in the gap between my family members and I.      Other than that, great times with my pals Lisa and Brendan. I never felt so happy with the 2 of 'em.

[05 May 2005|09:21pm] Too bad love is just a word. But good thing we've evolved enough to give it meaning. Too bad we're only here for reproduction. But good thing society thinks we're made for more. Too bad God might not be "there". But good thing that it brings a certain thrill and comfort to people. But too bad "it's" all in our heads. .. Brainwashed from the begining. Too bad it's hard to find the good in things. 1 saw behind their lazy eye.

[30 Apr 2005|11:46am] Weeee! Look how unrealistic I'm being!

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