//moo.d//absent+detached

//quick.change
okay, so, i woke up a good hour-and-a-half later than i usually do for school...not good.

my parents are out of town, so i have a few more chores to do than usual in the morning...worse.

but, i get my shit done, and i'm out the door and at school in record time.

it only took me ten minutes to get from my house to school...which meant i was weaving through morning freeway traffic and speeding my ass off.

that, my friends, was fun.

//fag
okay, so a few of my friends were playing a word association game last night at crew (i.e. you say one word, and you say the first one that comes to mind after that), and from what i heard the chain went:
...rape, butt, fag, nate...

upon hearing this, i kinda just disconnected and got pissed.

i'm sure allison didn't have any malicious intent...but, it still hurt for personal reasons.

i'm too damn sensitive about stuff.

it just brought back the whole high school BS of having to deal with the misconception of my sexuality (dude, i'm not a fag, i'm straight...jeezus). it sucks having to face that demon again, and have manifested in the side of me that no one likes (the angry side of me).

//score+slam
i went to the bookstore yesterday and totally scored on some books...well two...but yeah.

i got this awesome document on the recent rise of spoken word poetry, which was awesome because it also comes with a cd with a bunch of spoken word pieces, and commentary on all the different styles of spoken word. i was excited when i saw the book. i also got billy collins' poetry 180, which is an anthology of 180 short contemporary poems, much like on the website...but, i was psyched when i saw it at the store...reminded me of mrs. hahn's english class.

//soon
i've been writing a lot of poetry lately, but, i need to get my film developed before anyone else can see it...you see, i've been writing on chalkboards and whiteboards, so in order to save the work, i take pictures of it before i erase it...so, it's gonna be a little bit before the words see the light of day, again. but, expect an update on poetic impulse soon, like, today.

she had to piss on my parade.
--mary, last night, referring to lisa's move in a game of uno.