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Porn Star Will

 

Lovin' the new laptop ya'll.  It's a Dell Studio 15.  I paid almost 1,000 for it but I think it'll be worth it in the long run.   Well... I've started my preparations for my long awaited trip coming up in March.  I'm getting pretty excited now the only thing I have to do is save up money.  Further details to come...

Still looking for that brave soul to embark with me.  I promise it will be a good time.

Later Ya'll.  

testing...

From my new laptop... Shweet

Welcome to the blue
Period.
Just looking for something
New period.
Been working too
long
To be writing damn
songs
Talking about reasons
Period
For leaving or speaking
my mind period.
I'm keeping that teenage angst
behind period.
Just giving you the sign
that
My rhyme and rhythm and voice
for singing
Isn't dying anytime
Period.
I'm loving that feeling
When I know I'm sitting
below
The clouds that move on
Without me.
Period.
They have bigger parades to rain on
They have bigger rays to tan on
They have bigger fish to fry
They have other idle eyes
To catch in sky nets
Inspiring writers and poets
Period.


See? That's just how it is
Gotta have your ups and downs
Period.
You can't smile with a frown
You can't clap convincingly when coaxed
You can't stop
You can't stop
You can't stop
When something feels so damn good
Period.
Just another shot
Just another shot
Just another shot
Coursing through my veins please
Refrain from speaking during
The ceremony
Period.
Shut the fuck up so I can find
My happy place.
Period.
Remember the only thing that
Will never turn it's back on you is
You own reflection
Period.
Welcome to the blue
Period.


Just a little free writing there. You have to love the stream of consciousness stuff.

Ah yes, it's been a while...

I should be working on this paper due tomorrow afternoon yet here I sit... contemplating where life is taking me. It seem every few weeks or so I get into this introspective/retrospective mood that pretty much perpetuates itself continually for several days then once my mind wraps itself around whatever seems to be happening at that time I forget about it. I quit my job today. It was a long time coming.

I feel school is hindering parts of my creative mind.

I feel working when I'm not sitting in class is hindering parts of my social life/ my creative mind.

I'm a caged animal.

I'm immortal.


I've noticed that when I'm instructed to read something I don't read it. When I'm coaxed into learning something I don't learn it and finally, when I'm brainwashed into believing something I feel empty. Where is all the honest passion in this world? Why can't I make my own major? What ever happened to the renaissance man? In his day, Leonardo Davinci was considered crazy.

There's a fine line between crazy and eccentric.

And yet... I still procrastinate.

Onto politics:

Barack has let me down.

McCain is a liar.

Palin is shallow and more popular than she needs to be.

Biden was the wrong choice.

And finally, I'm sick of all the mudslinging.

The economy is shit and we're all going to die poor anyway.


And in the words of the late George Carlin:

You know why we kill in the name of God? Because my God has a bigger dick than your God.