In a drunken stupor, she lifts her corona bottle to the paint-sponged ceiling that tied all the apartments together. Wobbling as she shifted weight from one leg to another, she stumbles a bit, but catches herself just in time to stop her beer from spilling. For a moment she watches; the sea of familiar and unfamiliar faces blurred like spinning colors. No face looks different from another. Dizzy with alcohol, she tries to focus. She has something important to say. "Kinnn ah haf your attemtin pleaz?" The party go'ers don't seem to recognize her drunken phrase, so she tries once more. "Eskuze me! Kin ah pleaz haf your attemtion pleeeaazzz?" This time a few look in her direction, trying also to focus their gaze on the dizzy woman in the black dress swaying in the middle of the room. A man on the couch decides to be a good samaritan, to pause his conversation for the under-dressed overly sexed woman who he planned on escorting to his bedroom that night, and help the 'little lady' get her point across. It helped a bit that it was his house.
"Aye yo! Listen up, yall see ol' girl tryna say something right? So shut the fuck up and listen." He nudges her, only to have to catch her a bit, being as he knocked her off balance.
"Well thaank yoo verwee much DMoney, okey dokey so ass many of you know, my names is Lidia." She takes a sip of her beer. "I go to high school wif mos ov yoo an we graduate tomorrow morning, YAY 07!" The party goers roar in applause at the idea of them being rid of their high school whoas in the day to come. When the hoots and hollers go silent she looks to the ceiling again, and takes another sip. "Well amny way, I just wann-id to say it wuz a blessin' to school with you fine lady and gent-men." She takes another sip, someone from the back yells something along the lines of "hurry up bitch", so she holds up one finger to notion that she has one more bit of information to relay. "Unforchunately, I will not see you guys at the reunions a-cause, frum the date ov my diagsnosis, I will be dead on Novembers 6th, 2007, six months from now." She downs the rest of her beer to a silenced room. She collapeses on the floor in laughter, waving her arms and legs like she was making a snow angel in the alcohol-stained carpet. She stops laughing long enough to choke out a few words..."Enjoy the partys peoples."
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
....
there's so much stuff that people do to feel accepted. they change themselves, alter themselves to fit into society. there are a great few who feel like they're different... like the shit they do makes them different, when in fact it makes them the same as all the other "non-comformist". Point Proven. But reguardless of the reason, i believe there is hardly gratification in this shitty society we live in. people play sports to be gods among ants, but in retrospect, if they get hurt, they can either be classified as just another ant of just another injured ex-sports star. children take on crafts to make their parents proud, but what happens wen they fail or when they no longer wanna be a part of the craft they've perfected.
But it's ok, i now have the answer. We all need to do positive things to help the world around us. Things like volunteering, helping the natural earth, helping the church, helping humanity and animals... Those things are the only things that could actually lead to gratification. There is nothing material or monteary that could lead to someone being completely accepted by those around them. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! Society is nothing but a compilation of complete assholes. So0 all you "non-conformists" who think they have no need for the world to accept them, they're complete liars. But to fullfill that need that they don't want anyone to know they have, it's always an option. So take heed to the shit i spelled out above, and think on it.
brainFART!
But it's ok, i now have the answer. We all need to do positive things to help the world around us. Things like volunteering, helping the natural earth, helping the church, helping humanity and animals... Those things are the only things that could actually lead to gratification. There is nothing material or monteary that could lead to someone being completely accepted by those around them. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! Society is nothing but a compilation of complete assholes. So0 all you "non-conformists" who think they have no need for the world to accept them, they're complete liars. But to fullfill that need that they don't want anyone to know they have, it's always an option. So take heed to the shit i spelled out above, and think on it.
brainFART!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
...i'm a DICK/ im a-dict-ted to0o you!
So0 work isn't really work round these parts...
Moreover, I do nothing more than sit behind a computer and day dream. Oh, and of course I aide the internet-illiterate. AND I LOVE IT! However, i have become mildly addicted to a couple shizzows... Dare I say, it makes me feel a bit more connected to the normal world? And the list goes a lil' sumn like thiiisss:
Moreover, I do nothing more than sit behind a computer and day dream. Oh, and of course I aide the internet-illiterate. AND I LOVE IT! However, i have become mildly addicted to a couple shizzows... Dare I say, it makes me feel a bit more connected to the normal world? And the list goes a lil' sumn like thiiisss:
- Lost
- 30 Rock
- Gossip Girl
- ER
- 90210 (bluffin ass show!)
- The Office
- ANTM (i kno, so0o0o sad)
- Grey's Anatomy
- Veronica Mars
&& I'm almost positive the list shall grow in the near future...
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