w jk hrfo; s ehgvsdnv wuirh aih!

so friday night i stood and watched two men (one of whom is a friend of mine) contentiously debate abortion issues. it might just be me, but i really hate to watch men talk about this when women are around without even ACKNOWLEDGING their presence and possibility of opinion. like, if i were debating someone about gay marriage or sudan or WHATEVER and there was a homosexual or a lost boy around, i would be EAGER to hear their opinions, considering the fact that it directly affects them, and they likely have strong, intelligent opinions. and i certainly would not cut them off every time they opened their mouths because of my own drunken egotism.

yeah.

i'd like your hair long and nailed to the ground

last night, yian-jing conjured up a china that sounded to me a lot like orwell's oceania in 1984. so i gave her the book and thanked her for telling me about it. she also gave me a dvd of people being tortured, which i will duly watch in the computer lab. it's really amazing to hear about this stuff. she says that the current regime in china is the most totalitarian in the past 200 years. and she said that everybody's a little brainwashed, which is true i think, because we're all born with the same brain, but i guess i always thought of it just being a product of the environment in which one is brought up. anyway. she's getting a perm.

in other news, the computer at horizons has the microsoft entertainment pack which was on like my first computer EVER in the early 90s. (my computer's broken, and the lack of distraction is a novelty i'm rather enjoying). but anyway, so games like tetris, rodent's revenge, taipei, and jezzball have suddenly reappeared in my life, and with them has come this bizarre paranoia i used to have as a child. i used to imagine that there were two people inside my computer, judging me. one person would make fun of everything i did and the other one would make more allowances. damn them! anyway, i was playing taipei and i started thinking about that again. which was very constructive.

my past isn't just following me, it's a certified stalker

all the way from my only friend in hawaii: fuckin rohto, d00d (focus: EYEGAZMS)

every year i say i'm going to shave my head. this time, i really did it. hot.

fall? summer? not quite sure. colorado has gotten less than its fair share of natural disasters. bring on the tornados; we can lasso them or something.

so every night i look at my books until about 10:30, then can generally rely on pretty kickass conversation to take me through to about 12 or 1. i do like this place.

my pen pal is failing miserably. big-time disappointment. i need ideas for punishment.

you must contract ouija fever

this was in one of my textbooks, and i thought it was nice. it starts out like a joke, but don't even THINK about laughing (until it says "the second woman laughed".. then feel free to laugh along)

Two Jewish women were interviewed by a US reporter as the Palestinian Authority's administration in the Gaza Strip began under the terms of the Oslo peace accords. One lived in New York City, the other in a settlement in the northern Gaza Strip. The first was incensed: "Jews living in Gaza must stay. They must insist that Israel provide troops to defend them. They must hold true to the dream. We conquered that land; we must keep it!"
The second woman laughed: "Why should we continue to live on a piece of land here in Gaza that has been negotiated to belong to the Palestinians just because someone in New York thinks we should? It is easy for her to insist that we hang on. I am ready to move back into Israel and raise my children. If we're ever going to live in peace, we have to make some compromises. Of course I loved my home in Gaza. I am sorry that I am one of the people who has to move. But if this is the way to peace, then let's get on with it."

so i now have a club that conforms to my every desire, FINALLY. RBMC is the only club in the world for which the only prerequisites are a love of or interest in the following things: mary-kate and ashley movies, ouija boards, the internet, beverages with boba in them, selling bodily fluids. and it changes every day. anyway, we're in the process of hazing our newest member, but once that's done, we'll be the greatest triumvirate the world has ever seen. fear our wrath!

living at horizons is what i'd imagine living at hogwarts is like, sort of. there are lots of staircases and weird rooms and weird stuff on the walls, and homework is fun there because even though we don't use quills or have assignments about Burgla the Belching Budgie, it's a lot of people from all over the world (but really, mostly asia) and for some reason that makes reading seem more exotic. in other words, i'm adjusting.

i'm going to apply to donate my eggs. if i'm accepted, not only will i raise HALF my tuition for study abroad in one donation, but i'll also freak my parents out pretty bad. check ya later, ovum, you're one in 10 million.

let us through! let us look at the world with new eyes!