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How Ironic

Posted on November 18, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

We all have our antisocial phases. I’ve been in a foul mood for well over a week now. I’ve pretty much wanted to stay in bed all this time and hang a “go screw yourself” sign on my bedroom door. Incidentally, I got a new cell phone this weekend…you know, so I can keep in…

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You Should Be an English Major, Charlie Brown

Posted on November 14, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

It’s so hard concentrating on the words.  Every time I sit down to study, I keep hearing Miss Othmar, Linus’ teacher, droning on with that muted trombone voice of hers. “Mwa mwa-mwa mwa mwa-mwa…“

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So Dense

Posted on November 12, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

My antisocial tendencies are getting worse. Just today, I met up with a former classmate who wanted to return a book that I loaned her last quarter. I’ve always thought this girl was super cute, and I think she’s been aware of that. For today, we agreed to meet at the Mission Bakery Cafe on…

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Don’t Knock it Until You See an Episode

Posted on October 27, 2002February 25, 2022 by KZ

Okay, I admit, I love that show She Spies. It’s a series about three beautiful female ex-convicts gone good who now work for a clandestine secret organization trying to rid the world of evildoers. The show’s a farce, and it’s brilliant. It’s everything that VIP wasn’t, and yet the female leads are still really hot….

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I Don’t Mean to Brag, But…

Posted on October 25, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Sometimes I can be pretty damn charming when I’m not even trying. Today is national self-affirmation day. Yay me.

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Like, That’s So High School

Posted on October 21, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Why do females feel the need to play so many games? I wish I were the type that could just turn away, say “screw it,” and mean it. But I’m not, and this so-called friend of mine should know that….whoever she is. This chick and her friend “Sarah” should also be reminded that mind games…

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Good Morning Heartache

Posted on October 14, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Supposedly you dream every time you fall asleep. That’s a shame, since I never seem to remember my dreams when I wake up. Last night, though, I dreamed something that was worth remembering. I didn’t dream of giants and towering beanstalks, nor of witches and scores of little people who break out into spontaneous fits…

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First Impressions of My Advanced Accounting Textbook

Posted on September 24, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Hooray for school. Oh wait, that wasn’t sarcastic enough? Let me try again…  

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Tired of Playing the Fool

Posted on September 22, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Oh, the drama: mixed signals, varying shades of advice from every corner and from every angle, lingering doubts, and lingering suspicions. Sometimes, man… At some point, something’s gotta give. It’s just like Carlos always says, “Sometimes you get the bear, and sometimes that fucking bear…he gets you.” What’s the score at now, anyway? I think…

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If Only Rationality Were as Enduring as Emotional Stupidity

Posted on September 21, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

I feel at peace tonight. We’re just friends, and that’s okay. Although there will always be an irrational part of me that holds onto the hope that she’ll one day be mine, I think I’m finally learning to let go. We could have been something, I still believe that; but I’ve realized that she really…

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Now, with a certainty which never after deserted him, he saw the planets -- the 'earths' he called them in his thought -- as mere holes or gaps in the living heaven -- excluded and rejected wastes of heavy matter and murky air, formed not by addition to, but by subtraction from, the surrounding brightness. And yet, he thought, beyond the solar system the brightness ends. Is that the real void, the real death?~C.S. LewisSource: Out of the Silent Planet
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