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you may have left the 'hood, but you were born in my town - 2003-11-01
The Tea Party - Dreams Of Reason This is the best Tea Party song by far. Hands down. Breathe in for luck. I think I'll listen to it again. The Tea Party - Hands Down Wow, what a slip. I'm an idiot. As much as The Tea Party doing Dashboard Confessional would be hilarious... The Tea Party - Dreams Of Reason I'm not sure how much I have left in me tonight. I have been up since 6:00am, and it has been a long, taxing, unusual day. The first of many to come in the next week. I think I will decree this my second last entry here; my mind has been way elsewhere these past few weeks anyway... there is hardly any sense in trying to upkeep a site that I don't really want to write on anymore. I spent a large portion of today in the Indian Consulate. I found the people there (95% Indian) to be extremely patient, cordial and unassuming. That is more than I can say of a crowd of white Canadians. If this is any indication, I am sure to meet a lot of wonderful people over there. Coldplay - For You I have to eat all of this licorice I have sitting here before I go. This may give you an indication of my foibled mind, but I am going to be extremely sad if I don't eat it all before I go... because my parents bought it for me for whatever reason... and if I leave, and it is still here, no one else will eat it... it will get thrown away. And that thought crossing my mind makes me really... sad for some reason. Oh, man, I have so much to give inside of me. I am not saying this to sound selfless and philanthropic, but just stating what I feel... I have a lot of things inside that I need to get out... I think to what my future after the trip will be like, and I picture it a much simpler place, for some reason. And because it will be simpler, I will be happier and focused on my goals for life... a better, happier me. Dave Matthews - Wasting My Time My stomach is constantly an orgy of butterflies. I'll not know who the Outcast tribe votes back into Survivor, for a long time. I won't know how Ross and Rachel get back together. I won't know who's going to unseat Goldberg as Raw champion. Wait, of course I do. Triple H. I won't care though... I'll have shooed the ants and flies away from my trashpile inside, and I'll recycle what I can. Now let's take a break and reflect. There's coffee and pastries on the back table. You may smoke now, those of you who smoke.
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