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2004 28 July :: 8.43pm
:: Music: apocalyptica - mastar of puppits!
it needs work...
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2004 27 July :: 2.05pm
lunch with mary.
the end.
no more.
i hate france.
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2004 26 July :: 6.56pm
ways of the world
i think i can safely say: there are good guys and there are bad guys. i'm not talking about books or movies either. i think this is the real world. there are good guys. they're more common than one would expect. there's a lot of them in my life. barney, fara7, andy, laurence, ozy... good guys. the bad guys are a different story.
it's not that someone is instantly evil just because they're a bad guy. bad guys, people like me, just have a difference in the most basic of tendencies. i'm willing to look someone down and be brutal with them if i don't like them. a good guy would just plaster a phony grin on his/her face and deal with it. the most basic of differences.
it's about the will to hurt someone. some people would never hurt anyone at any cost. some people are willing to make sacrifices for selfish gains. maybe that's the most fundamental difference between good guys and bad guys. but it's still not all of it.
sometimes, the ones with the bad tendencies, the selfish people, sometimes they don't carry them out. sometimes they've hurt a lot of people without a second thought. sometimes they've made the sacrifices, willingly, completely aware of waht they're doing. i think that's what makes them the bad guys, what seals the deal, what makes it final. once you've made the sacrifice, you can't go abck to being a "good guy". you're bad for life.
sure, bad guys may want to make ammends. sure, bad guys may feel remorse and guilt. sure, bad guys may want to go back with all their cold little hearts and bad little souls. but it's too late. bad for life.
bad guys and good guys can mix. they can be friends, good friends, especially the "reformed" bad guys, the ones that wanna be good again. but they're fundamentaly different, and one day that ugly past is gonna catch up and they'll lose their heads and the big bad end is gonna show its head. and things are gonna fall apart. that's why good guys and bad guys will always stay different. that's why they shouldn't get involved. that's why i sholdn't get involved.
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2004 26 July :: 5.40pm
:: Music: frasier
fingerboard!
ozy gave me a fingerboard! then we had a poking war and a tickle war and a thumb war. fara7 kept making inappropriate comments. her favourite, i think, was "get a room!" *shakes head* i had fun, and it wasn't that kinda fun either, we were just having childish and immature fun.
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2004 26 July :: 10.27am
:: Music: milkshake
AC kuwaitified it with some help from me
my mashya brings all the boys to fanar
they're like
it's better than yours
ayshay!
it's better than yours
i could neech you
but i have to charge
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2004 25 July :: 6.26pm
:: Music: interpol - PDA
props to laurence for making the pimpsista black n white
SPNirvana67: do i get props?
laurence is sex: sure?
SPNirvana67: "thanks to laurence for being a hot rockstar. oh, and for making my avatar."
laurence is sex: "fee wa7ed isma laurence.... 5oosh rayal!"
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2004 25 July :: 5.08pm
:: Mood: stand up and respect the original kookee
:: Music: interpol - obstacle 1
pow wow, pow wow, pow wow...
to my sister, and my best friend, and a big part of my world.
fara7 a7mad bshara, this is for you!
for all the times we spent crying our eyes out over d*cks, for all the hours, well, not wasted, just badly spent, driving around the country in search of someone who wasn't even worth it in the end. all those lonely ramadan nights. all those laughs over everybody! i still have trouble comprehending how YOU broke up with karal for me! how many times did i talk to zach as you? and how many days did i spend at your house up on your bed? probably more days than i spent on my own bed at home. good times, every last minute of it. this is for you, because i know you have to go, and it's for the best. i'm just gonna miss you so damn much. and i'll see you again soon! you'll see, you'll have the time of your life. think of me in new york, babe!
i lurve you, kookee, my sexy bolivian friend.
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2004 24 July :: 6.11pm
:: Music: franz ferdinand - van tango
mhmm
i am pimpsista jasmine
there's a little boner in all of us (and AC's n mine are exactly the same!)
everyone wants the pimpsista jasmine love
i eat a lot (AC discovered this tonight)
"we're the same."
"but we're different."
"but deep down, we're the same."
"deep down."
"deep deep deep down."
"and it's small."
"it's really deep down and it's small."
"like a goldfish boner."
"yes. deep deep down my small goldfish boner is just like yours."
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2004 23 July :: 2.44pm
:: Music: apocalyptica - coma
if i were a month i would be: january. cold.
if i were a day of the week i would be: thursday. weekend! party! whoooo!
if i were a time of day i would be: sunrise. there's a reason my parents named me that.
if i were a planet i would be: uranus. strange with an ugly name.
if i were a sea animal i would be: committing suicide. ew.
if i were a direction i would be: north. straightforward, i am.
if i were a piece of furniture i would be: a beanie chair! wheee!
if i were a sin i would be: gluttony. that's the one where you eat too much right?
if i were a historical figure i would be: joan of arc. crazy, but passionate.
if i were a liquid i would be: blood. thick, bold and beautiful
if i were a tree i would be: redwood
if i were a flower i would be: black rose. with thorns. the most beautifu flowers in the world.
if i were a kind of weather i would be: rainy. pouring rain. showers. the kind that makes you want to throw your arms out to the side and scream at the sky. with thunder and lightning and everything.
if i were a musical instrument i would be: an electric violin. small, light, but "ranchy" *giggle*
if i were an animal i would be: black street cat.
if i were a color i would be: awrinj!
if i were a vegetable i would be: nasty
if i were a sound i would be: a giggle
if i were an element i would be: fire
if i were a car i would be: a chevy SSR
if i were a song i would be: deftones - knife party. beautiful, sexy, sick, only...
if i were a movie i would be directed by: tim burton
if i were a book i would be written & illustrated by: robert munsch
if i were a food i would be: something spicy. for flavour.
if i were a place i would be: new york city
if i were a taste i would be: bittersweet
if i were a scent i would be: fruits and berries
if i were a word i would be: hoo-hah
if i were an object i would be: a door?
if i were a body part i would be: eyes
if i were a facial expression i would be: blank
if i were a cartoon character i would be: ariel from the little mermaid! beautiful red head
if i were a shape i would be a: sphere. 3 dimentional and infinite
it's a sign concubine! come home to me!
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2004 22 July :: 7.01pm
:: Music: apocalyptica (cult on repeat)
wheeeee!
i got a skirt! and a new shirt! and apocalyptica - cult. and and and....
FRIJOLE! my guitar! yay!
also, i made a promise for andy. no hoo-hah starting july 28th 2004 until senior graduation. almost a year.
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2004 20 July :: 7.57pm
:: Music: apocalyptica - romance
Section the First: Randomness is fun! | Screw nicknames, what do you wish your name was?: | ToTo! come on, that's a kickass name! | Masturbation - thumbs up or thumbs down?: | *shakes head* | Say a swear: | kiss.... *kuwaiti glare* | Would you rather be a child, the age you are now, or older?: | slightly, but not much older, old enough to leave home | If you were 12 feet tall, what would you be made of?: | TWO ToTos | If tomorrow were surely your last day here, who would you call?: | ummmm.... matt bellamy? | What would you say to that person?: | i (heart) him? | What the heck are you waiting for?: | for him to fall madly in love with me already. | Section the Second: Favorites | Exotic Food: | chinese. mmmmm... | Piercing (not necessarily one that you have): | tongue without a doubt | Bodypart: | ass! *sings* oh i'm an ass man! | Day of the Year: | last day of school, whenever that might be | Holiday: | eh.... | Section Thrice: Your thoughts on... | maroon 5: | who? | MTV: | satan spawn! | the news: | laughable | George Dubya Bush: | *keeps quiet* | Catholicism: | same as my thoughts on any other religion, it's a religion | Literacy in the United States: | um.... it has no impact on my life whatsoever? | College: | woo woo! here i come! not so fast | the State of Maine: | it's.... big? | Have you ever been to... | New York City?: | when i was 4 | another country? which one?: | oh a lot, i'm kuwaiti... | Australia?: | no | the Grand Canyon?: | no | California?: | no | Florida?: | no | Lincoln, NH?: | no | Complete the sentence... | I love: | confetti | I hate: | creepy crawly things | I wish: | the world was flat | I am disturbed by: | britney spears | I am excited by: | cars! vroom vroom... | I am happy because: | i have no immediate reason to be sad | I am sad because: | something that sucks happened? | I am looking forward to: | leaving kuwait | I regret: | a total of almost 5 years of my life | I wonder about: | sexuality in society and its relevance to the origin of symetry and the divine proportion | Go on and give me a quote.: | Revolution is bloody, revolution is hostile, revolution knows no compromise, revolution overturns and destroys everything that gets in its way. -Malcolm X |
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2004 20 July :: 1.52am
french royalty
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2004 19 July :: 6.45pm
:: Music: REM - at my most beautiful
catching up in a nutshell
yesterday
andy and jess came over around 3 to swim. we went downstairs and swam and got pruny. they taught me marco polo! then we played with the little indian children from the 4th floor! fun fun fun. we also played that colour thing. yeah. then barney joined us! and we ate my food for a change. after that got done, we went upstairs and showered, 2 per bathroom. then my mommy got home and freaked out in kuwaiti, much to jess' amusement. andy and barney sang in the shower, much to my brother's amusement. my mother did my hair, did andy's hair, and we went off to buffalo's. for that evening, check out andy's pictures.
today
woke up late. around 4. mary sent me a message. so i told her to pick me up. i got dressed in record time and we went over to her place. i broke her mom's treadmill. good times.
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2004 19 July :: 2.38am
||||basalt floor sex||||
sky is sagging
suffocating starving flowers
algae takes on a frothy white
when dragons fuck for cake
"lick the frosting from my face."
somewhere in antarctica,
a pigeon writhes in flames
bloated seahorses drift by
carcasses bleeding uterine soap
where hungry hips wash
there is a forest growing out of the water
each tall tree swelled with hemoglobin
the ocean wants to scream
moaning waves roll underneath each other
so submerged are they
weeping onto sand
and in love
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2004 17 July :: 11.55pm
mature.
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2004 16 July :: 4.33pm
I'm in love with the thought
(and the swimming notion)
that you'll be drowning in the land of romance;
without my love, I might add.
May I get married,
and may their lives be Mary.
"Oh look it stopped snowing."
*the last line is from Interpol - Roland
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2004 16 July :: 3.58pm
:: Mood: in pain
:: Music: interpol - NYC
i really am prey for the female...
ok. yeah. i went to see mary this morning. not really morning. she picked me up at 12. noon. i got in the car, and she was sitting there, her hair got really long, down to midback, still beautiful, you know? the kind of hair that looks like it's jsut been permed? light brown, glows in the sunlight? like that. she was smiling, and i couldn't help myself, i started smiling, and we hugged, and then we cried, and we started kissing one another's cheeks and necks and eyes. she ran her hands through my hair, poked me in the cheek for my braces and laughed. "just like you always wanted," she said. just like i always wanted. isn't that a funny thing to say? we went out to starbucks. it's nice on friday mornings, there's hardly anyone there. she ordered me a tall american black with whipped cream. the way i drank it for 2 years. i had to turn it down. i got a bottle of orange juice instead. she didn't say anything. just smiled. we talked a lot about what we'd been doing lately. she asked me if i was seeing anyone. i told her all about blag. it was so easy, and she completely understood. i asked her if she was seeing anyone. and she started telling me about her ex, who'd broken up with her to go to college. she started smoking by then, offerred me one, and i shook my head and smiled. she raised her eyebrows. "no way, timmie quit smoking? oh the world is flat." she told me a lot about her ex. and i listened. then we went out for a ride. next thing i know, we're at her house. walking in there was like walking into a time machine. nothing changed. we went to her basement and hung around her gym (literally). she's still in such great shape. we played music, she laughed when i showed her what little i learned to play on the guitar. then we watched a movie. about adam. great movie. then we kissed. a lot. slowly. we missed one another. so we took our time. and we caught up. we didn't do anything else. just kissed. and before i knew it, it was 10 20 and i had to go home. so she drove me home. and we kissed again before i got out of the car. she's going to college, she told me on the way home. art school in france. i always hated france. she leaves on the 28th. she wanted to see me. i told you.... yeah. seeing her, the moment i laid eyes on her in the car was like falling in love with her all over again. no, it wasn't like falling in love with her, it was falling in love with her. she told me she was proud of me for making my life better. my gut really hurts right now. i'm gonna miss her so much. 10 months wasted. i don't know if i shouldn't see her again, if it would make it easier when she leaves or if i should see her as much as i can because it can't get harder than this.
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2004 15 July :: 6.48pm
mary called.
i'm going to see her.
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2004 13 July :: 3.57pm
hoo-hah.
get some.
(or give some, whatever the case may be)
basically, that's it.
*stabs her own hand* oh that feels gooooooood.... *scerrnay*
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2004 11 July :: 4.10pm
:: Music: elliott smith (?)
the humping lesbian club?
so we went out to the hunting and equestrian club. swimming. you'd think it would be easy. it wasn't. we were fine in the big half-olympic sized lap pool, co-ed. but that's not it. we need to go to the women's pool, cuz a bunch of geezees were on the way in. so we ask the nice egyptian gentlemen where the women's pool is. he has a hard time with ms jackie, and when i finally step up he scolds me for not coming up to him earlier. *shrug* so i became the official arabic translator for the family. we drove around. a lot. we asked a lot of people for directions. a lot. we went around in circles. a lot. finally, after getting caught and paying 2KD when i had already gotten in for free, we found it. a skanky little thing full of old kuwaiti women who did not like us, not one bit. "americans" they whispered, "who else would have blue hair and wear bikinis? and the mother lets her children do this? no shame...."
they came up to me eagerly. "YOU'RE kuwaiti aren't you?" i was scared
i jumped off a diving board for the first time! yay! fun! i also learned how to swim, bla bla bla. andy's a jock. just thought i should let yall know. seriously. she swims. fast. and pretty, like. *scratches head* i always thought she was exaggerating but dude.... yeah.
we come home, want to go to applebee's but to save time, andy n i showered TOGETHER! AT THE SAME TIME! NAKEDDDD! ok no, we were wearing bathing suits but IMAGINE! we were also singing "these are not my pants" and so on. funny.
applebee's. i was threatened not to eat anyone's food. *pout*. meanies.....
and THEN
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2004 10 July :: 11.53am
:: Music: radiohead - hail to the theif
Wackiness: 60/100
Rationality: 36/100
Constructiveness: 64/100
Leadership: 86/100
You are a WECL--Wacky Emotional Constructive Leader. This makes you a people's advocate. You are passionate about your causes, with a good heart and good endeavors. Your personal fire is contagious, and others wish they could be as dedicated to their beliefs as you are.
Your dedication may cause you to miss the boat on life's more slight and trivial activities. You will feel no loss when skipping some inane mixer, but it can be frustrating to others to whom such things are important. While you find it difficult to see other points of view, it may be useful to act as if you do, and play along once in a while.
In any event, you have buckets of charisma and a natural skill for making people open up. Your greatest asset is an ability to make progress while keeping the peace.
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2004 10 July :: 8.13am
:: Mood: sleepy but i can't sleep
:: Music: interpol - stella was a diver and she's always down
i'm wearing a skirt!
ok, so we're in starbucks and there's 2 guys alternately playing sax, guitar, bass and african drums. real nice. oh! before we left the house we were all "that song is so annoying, but i think of it everytime anyone says it's hot" and we were talking about that song, it's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes. well guess what the guy played on his guitar? YES!
well we had to borrow charis and couches from people because as soon as i sat in andy's lap she dropped the orange juice cap thing down the back of my shirt and i later had to go to the bathroom to retreive it from my underwear. then we found a big empty area full of couches on our way back from the toilets and migrated there. so these guys come in, and as they're walking up the stairs, one of them's hocking a loogie and i go "manly men are coming up the stairs!" so the guys all stop and turn to look at us. it was me, small, loud, dressed like a guy in an oversized taz shirt, khaki straight legs and wannabe-converse. it was jessye, obviously american, with her pink underside hair and flowy light skirt and converse, it was sarah who was rather normal and quiet, and andy with the hair. need i say more?
well as they walk on, looking for places to sit, one of them, the shortest of them all, long curly hair, board shorts, REALLY REALLY REALLY nice ass, cute face.... he starts dancing, only it's not your expected dancing. he just walks by, wiggles his cute little but as if independent from the rest of his body and moves on. we're all in silence. then i trun around and ask sarah "did you see that?" and she goes "i saw" jessye whips her head around and goes "oh my God!" and andy, the only who didn't see it goes "what what what?" so we tell her, and we notice the guy and his friends STILL have no place to sit. so i go "excuse me! EXCUSE ME!" and he and his mates turn around and i go, "can you do that again, please?" he blushes, gets a little embarassed, and mummbles something, then turns around and does it again. we applaud and whoot. so he and his friends sit across from us, on comfy couches. well we have a good time, laugh, hit on sarah (andy gets all defensive of her little sister)
jessye: sarah, i love you!
andy: 1-stop hitting on my little sister. 2-stop hitting on YOUR COUSIN!
good times. finally, we leave. right befoer we get up, this guy is standing behind andy, just looking at the back of her head. ("he's trying to decide if it's blue or green." "guess her real hair colour! it's like a gameshow!") she notices, turns around and goes "hello" and the guy goes "hello. how're you?" and she goes "i'm good," and he's all "good." and walks away. when we're leaving he walks next to me down the stairs and goes "hello" and i respond "hello" and he goes "where're you from?" and i go "around here" and he's all "here? really?!" and i nod and smile then he goes "how old are you?" and i go "not old enough" and he's all "why?" and i say "cuz i'm still young, i go to school" and he goes "where do you go?" and i go "home" and he says "oh ok. i'll see you later" and i say "ok" and he (surprised) "really? i'll see you later?" and i go "yeah, see ya" and walk away. funnyyyyy.
it gets better.
we're in fanar and the hot guy with the hot ass comes up to us and goes "we just wanted to know your names" and andy goes "well that's too bad" and he goes "why?" and she goes "cuz we don't want you to know our names" and he goes why not? and i step in since andy's about to blush which wouldn't helo any i go "ok, SHE'S my girlfriend. so you can't hit on her when i'm here." and the guy turns to me, as if noticing i'm there for the first time and goes "well why not?" and i go "because she's MINE." and he goes "oh.... ok.." and walks away. andy calls at his back "if you were a girl i'd hit on you" and someone goes "you have great hair" and we go our separate ways. sarah was distrubed. "why do you always tell people that you're a lesbian?" "because it's FUN and it WORKS." *sigh* good times. the rest of the evening was pretty much boring.
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2004 9 July :: 7.50am
:: Mood: *shrug* almost-but-not-quite-full
:: Music: smashing pumpkins on repeat
today is the greatest...
how do you know when all the al-dookhis and all the aldaghis bought new books?
ToTo's the only one eating.
-yours truly
ok, i've been here a week. *boob face* i know. i didn't think i'd been here that long either. didn't realize time was going by so fast. we've created a poster of all our summer inside jokes so far. there's a lot, and we're just getting started. krinkle...
yeah. besides eating andy out of house n home, i've also been spending insanely large amounts of money. i somehow managed to spend a 20 in a week. krankle.
jess: "i'm dying.."
andy: "shut up, you're not dying."
jess: *keels over*
andy: "....shit..... that's not cool. oh that's really krankle."
i'm done reading the da vinci code. *giggle* yay. good book. i highly recommend it. although i have to admit, it pisses me off in some places. drags on too long. and then there's the hoo-hah business... *says no more*
we've been taking a lot of pictures. go see andy's angelfire for more of those. we went book shopping, bought a lot of books. there's this used book store and the family went nuts. i sat in a corner and did math puzzles from a big book. it was awesome. *pushes glasses up on nose*. by the time we left they'd spent a total of 45KD on books. that's about $135. yeah... they also bought kuwaiti t shirts. *giggle* foreignOrs. what else have we been doing these past couple of days?
too many inside jokes. mhmm. and i've been learning to glonk better with the aid of jessye. she taught me how to work on my strumming. awesome. i can now play short stories, smoke on water, come as you are, the intro to newborn (not very well), mad world and you don't see me. awesome. i feel so proud. since i've gotten the idea of strumming i've been experimenting with different glonking sounds. *cheesy grin* yay! i rock! laurence said this would happen and now he has a picture of me as his icon. *shifts weight* i still find it strange.
oh! one more thing. jessye and i have decidde to create a livejournal community where would could set to work on our great novels. i know i'l forget it later, so it's
www.livejournal.com/communities/destroy_silence
i don't like what i've written so far, but i'll see where the story takes me and figure something out from there. ok that's enough out of me. i'm alive, i'm well, having a great time, thank you and goodnight.
blessed be
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2004 7 July :: 3.52pm
:: Music: muse - all of it! ALL OF IT!
things
laurence: "i'm a virus, you're a drug."
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