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thought of the day. [27 Sep 2006|10:34pm]
[ mood | amused ]

I want tapioca.

1 dreams reality

desire of silence [11 Nov 2005|11:51pm]
[ mood | productive ]

The feeling of wanting to say something;
but not knowing what to say...
Wanting to be heard;......
but no one is there to listen, nor do you want to call someone to listen.
Wanting a listener........
but not having anything for the listener to listen to....
Just silence.....
Pure silence.....
As you listen you here things you never heard before.
Something comes over you...
numbing you....
the feeling is great...
Tuning out everything......
everything but this silence...
this pure silence, and listening.....
listening... listenning.....


The unspoken word is capital. We can invest it or we can squander it.
- Mark Twain's Notebook

reality

? [14 Oct 2005|07:17pm]
[ mood | numb ]

"What does "PU" mean? I know you say it when somthing stinks, but what does it mean?"

reality

WHAT DOES IT MEAN [21 Sep 2005|09:38pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]

12/23/02
(leaving or you know what) showed me that he cares, adores me, loves me i wait for the day, does he love me. care, i think... finally he walked to me and said- you are the only one i love baby. he looks at me i look at him and what he's thinking now am i fat too tall too round to vain...type for him i'm not a perfect girl i'm not 6ft 2 and wear a slimming size 4 but deep inside i have a heart that needs to be loved you're a gentleman sweet loving and caring.
12/24/02
across the room you see him stand amungst a group of girls swinging their hair. he tells jokes and they giggle he plays with them teasing them and claims he doesn't like them those girls adore him for his looks and charm but deep down they don't know him like i do... inside this jewel is a beautiful soul... full of love and compassion ... a heart like mine but he doesn't realize it, instead he breaks it.

reality

Nothing more [31 Jan 2005|01:42pm]
[ mood | quixotic ]

a "friend" who is
more "outgoing"
is not a friend
but an acquaintance
nothing more.
they will leave
they are outgoing
remember?

reality

MY LIPS ARE SEALED [04 Jan 2005|09:19pm]
[ mood | blank ]

LETTERS JOINED TOGETHER MAKE WORDS. WORDS JOINED TOGETHER MAKE SENTENCES. SENTENCES, COMPLETE THOUGHTS; WORDS PLACED TOGETHER WITH A VERB. A VERB, INDICATING ACTION, OCCOURANCE, OR BEING. THESE THOUGHTS FLOAT AROUND IN LIMBO; WAITING FOR THEIR NUMBER TO BE CALLED. TO BE STRIPPED AND ANALYZED BY JUDGEMENTAL EYES; EYES THAT SEE ALL. THESE THOUGHTS ARE INSIDE. WAITING.

reality

FUCK [24 Oct 2004|08:18pm]
[ mood | blah ]

PERHAPS ONE OF THE MOST INTERESTING WORDS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE TODAY WOULD BE THE WORK FUCK. OUT OF ALL THE ENGLISH WORDS THAT BEGIN WITH THE LETTER "F", FUCK IS THE ONLY WORD THAT IS REFFERED TO AS THE "F" WORD IT'S THE ONE MAGICAL WORD JUST BY ITS SOUND YOU CAN DESCRIBE PAIN, PLEASURE, HATE, AND LOVE. FUCK, AS MOST WORDS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE IS DERIVED FROM GERMAN THE WORD "FLECKIN" WHICH MEANS TO STRIKE. IN ENGLISH FUCK FALLS INTO MANY GRAMTICAL CATEGORIES:
AS A TRANSITIVE VERB
"JOHN FUCKED SHIRLEY"
AS IN INTRANSITIVE VERB
"SHERLEY FUCKS"
ITS MENING IS NOT ALWAYS SEXUAL.
IT CAN BE USED AS AN ADJECTIVE AS IN
"JOHN'S DOING ALL THE FUCKIN WORK"
AS AN ADVERB
"SHERLY TALKS TO FUCKING MUCH"
AS AN ADVERB ENHANCING AN ADJECTIVE
"SHERLEY IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL"
AS A NOUN
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK"
AS A PART OF A WORD
"ABSOFUCKINLUTELY"
OR "INFUCKINCREADIBLE"
AND AS ALMOST EVERY WORD IN THE SENTENCE
"FUCK THE FUCKING FUCKERS"
BUT YOU MUST REALIZE THAT THERE AREN'T TO MANY WORD WITH THE VERSITILITY OF FUCK
AS IN THESE EXAMLES DESCRIBING SITUATIONS SUCH AS FRUAD
"I GOT FUCKED AT THE USED CAR LOT"
DISMAY
"AH FUCK IT"
TROUBLE
"I GUESS I'M REALLY FUCKED NOW"
AGGRESSION
"DON'T FUCK WITH ME BUDDY"
DIFICULTY
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS FUCKING QUESTION"
INQUIRY
"WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT"
DISATISFACTION
"I DON'T LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE"
INCOPMETANTCE
"HE'S A FUCK OFF"
DISMISSAL
WHY DON'T YOU GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY HIDE AND GO FUCK YOURSELF?"
I'M SURE YOU CAN THINK OF MANY MORE EXAMPLES WITH ALL THESE MULTI PURPOSE APPLICATIONS HOW CAN ANYONE BE OFFENDE WHEN YOU USE THE WORD? WE SAY, USE THIS UNIQUE FLEXIBLE WORD MORE OFTEN IN YOUR DAILY SPEECH. IT WILL IDENTIFY THE QUALITY OF YOUR CARACHTER IMMEDIATELY SAY IT LOUDLY AND PROUDLY!

2 dreamss reality

link+link+link+link+e-mail=? [24 Oct 2004|08:01pm]
[ mood | blah ]

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to
send me your damn chain letters over the past two years. Thank you
for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Because of your concern...

-I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

-I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these
products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.

-I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from
the rat feces and urine.
-I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes
cancer.

-I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could get
pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

-I no longer use cancer causing deodorants even though I smell like a
wet dog on a hot day.

-I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a
perfume sample and rob me.

-I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are
actually Al Qaida in disguise.

-I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support
our American troops.

-I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with
calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

-I no longer eat prepackaged foods because the estrogens they contain
will turn me gay.

-I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible
mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

-I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys
and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.

-I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive
my free replacement pair from Nike.

-I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have
their recipe.

-I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking
out for me.

-I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is
about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

-I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I
receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for
participating in their special e-mail program.

Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for
me! I will now return the favor.

If you DON'T send this e-mail to at least 120 people in the next 60
seconds, a large bird with diarrhea will crap on your head at 5:00 pm
tomorrow afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually
happened to a friend of a friend of a friend.

reality

"thee analysis of the transition" [28 Aug 2004|10:06pm]
Uh umm so I get here at 7 but classes start at 8. Why so early you ask? My response…it’s a habit. Anyway my professor “Mr. C is … "weird” (for lack of a better term), but neat at the same time. Is voice is kind of annoying though he sorta sound like kurmit the frog. As he was explaining the lesson he walked over to the piano and hit a couple keys and yelled “oh my god, do you hear that?” he was referring to the horrid noise that came out of the piano (it was out of tune) then as the students started to laugh at whatever they were laughing at he walked away from the piano and said under his breath “nothing a quart of gas and a match can’t handle.” I doubt anyone heard his say this it was noisy from all the laughter. As he went on and on about staves, key signatures, and note values he kept running into furniture and throwing them out of his way … if he threw that fan any harder it would have been broken…he said something that caught my attention toward the end of class though. He said: “hello!!! You guys are music majors you should always carry around some staff paper… for all I know you could be standing there in the middle of a publix aisle looking at the campbels' soup label when all of a sudden your first great piece comes to mind…where are you gonna write it? As you’re standing there looking in the depths of you pockets for a piece of paper the horrible piped in music sounds through your ears and…. THAT’S IT!! It’s gone FOREVER”
………………. I don’t know what I’ve been thinking all these years what a waste!
So it’s 8:45 now and class has been let out there are a few people hear with me most of them are grown women …it’s quite quiet, all I hear is the gliding of my pen across the paper, the air-conditioning and of course my stomach “borborygm-ating”.
My English professor IS VERY INTERESTING he has a Ph.D. in forensic linguistics, studies body language, and a whole bunch of other things that I can’t remember right now.. He claims that when he was doing his masters he composed an essay about the word “f***” he explained that before this word people used to say “occupy” so “when your on an airplane a someone asks you is that seat is “occupied” you would say…”I hope not”…he also wrote a book about suicide notes or something of that nature (my memory fails me) he stated in class that “75% of suicide notes come from males and 25% from females; butt most females blame themselves whereas most males blame another”…
(Can someone explain to me why some people like pancakes instead of waffles? Is it because of texture? They taste the same!)
6 dreamss reality

"BIG OPEN SPACES...BIG OPEN SPACES" [07 Aug 2004|10:29pm]
[ mood | lethargic ]

I'VE HAD ENOUGH. OVER TE PAST FOUR YEARS I HAVE MULTIPLIED IN SIZE, BOTH PHYSICALLY AND "BELONGINS-LY" (MY NEW WORD), AND I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT I AM BECOMING ENCLOSED IN THESE OBJECTS, GASPING FOR AIR. SOMEBODY HELP ME! WHO WANTS TO LIVE WITH ME? WE'LL PUT OUR MONEY TOGETHER AND BUY A CASA! WOULDN'T THAT BE GREAT (::SAYS TO SELF:: WHAT AM I GETTING MYSELF INTO?)
YEAH YEAH I KNOW "IN MY DREAMS" BUT I WAS ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT TODAY. I IMAGINED IT BE INTERESTING MOVING IN WITH A "COMPADRE" BUT THEN AGAIN I WAS ONLY DAY DREAMING. ::MY DAYDREAMS USUALLY TEND TO BE SUGAR COATED::
SO...I AM BACK TO SQUARE ONE...::GASPS FOR AIR::

1 dreams reality

[06 Aug 2004|11:47pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

"THE ONLY WAY FOR SOMETHING TO HAVE POWER IS TO BELIEVE IT DOES"
::WHAT A PROFOUND THOUGHT::

reality

[01 Aug 2004|10:02pm]
[ mood | blah ]

I AM REALLY REALLY BORED...AS A RESULT ...I HAVE TAKEN A QUIZ...
...I AM BLUE...

You are Blue
What color are you? (Anime Pictures)

brought to you by Quizilla

1 dreams reality

MY DAY 23-7-04 [24 Jul 2004|12:47am]
I WOKE UP AT WHAT SEEMED TO BE THE CRACK OF DAWN TO TAKE MY BROTHER TO SCHOOL. THE CLASS HE WAS TAKING WAS FROM 11:45 AM TO 2:15 PM SO I FIGURED "ONLY A FOOL WOULD DRIVE ALL THE WAY BACK HOME, ONLY TO DRIVE ALL THE WAY BACK." SO I STAYED AT BCC AND WENT TO THE LIBRARY. I COUGHT UP ON MY READING OF FAIRYTALES, BUT ALSO FOUND MYSELF LOST IN THE 700'S SECTION OF THE LIBRARY. I SELECTED BOOK AFTER BOOK FROM THE SECTION AND SKIMMED THEM. I WAS FASCINATED BY ONE BOOK IN PARTICULAR. IT WAS A DALI BOOK FEATURING SELECTIONS OF DALI'S WORK AND A BRIEF BIOGRAPHY. AS I WAS SITTING THERE I WAS TRANSPORTED INTO THESE BOOKS, I WAS CAPTURED BY THE VIVID COLORS OF THE SURREAL PAINTINGS. IT WAS A BIT ODD FOR ME, BECAUSE I ONLY EXPERIANCED THIS "TRANSPORTAION" WHEN I AM LISTENNING, READING,TEACHING, AND PERFORMING MUSIC.(EXPLAINES WHY I WANT TO DO SOMETHING IN THE MUSIC FIELD IN MY FUTURE.) I LIKE TO ESCAPE REALITY! BUT MY TIME WAS UP, IT WAS NOW 2 O'CLOCK AND I HAD TO GO PICK UP MY BROTHER. I QUICKLY CHECKED OUT MY BOOK, PICKED UP MY BROTHER AND LOOKED AT MY "LIST OF THINGS TO DO " TO SEE WHAT WAS NEXT ON MY AGENDA. "MY STOMACHE WAS EATING MY FACE," BUT I DECIDED TO PUT THAT ASIDE BECAUSE I KNEW THAT IF I WENT TO EAT SOMEWHERE I WOULD WANT TO GO HOME AND SLEEP AFTERWARDS. SO I CONTINUED ON... WENT TO TARGET AND BOUGHT A PORTFOLIO FOLDER THING, (I WAS CHARGED TAX EVEN THOUGH IT IS TAX FREE WEEK,BUT I'M NOT COMPLAINING). THEN I WENT TO PUBLIX TO PURCHASE SOME FOOD ON THE COUNT THAT FATHER DEAR IS COMMING TO VISIT TODAY AND HE HATES TO SEE A BARE REFRIGERATOR. I WANTED TO GO TO WALMART AND BUY SOME INK AND LOOK AT SOME CAMERA'S ,BUT NO! INSTEAD I DECIDED TO GET MY EYEBROWS WAXED SO MY BROTHER COULD STOP CALLING ME A BEAST. THEN I CAME HOME, ATE DINNER, AND FOR DESSERT, DECIDED TO GIVE THE GREEN (MINT) JELLY I BOUGHT A TRY...BAD IDEA!!!!! JUST THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES ME WANNA PUKE! I WENT UPSTAIRS AND COUNTED THE MONEY AND THE AMOUNT OF HOURS I WORKED WITH MY PAYCHECK... IT TURNES OUT THAT I WAS UNDERPAID!! I THOUGHT ABOUT IT FOR A WHILE AND DECIDED THAT I WASN'T GOING TO REPORT IT. I CLEANED MY ROOM & MOVED AROUND SOME FURNITURE, TOOK A SHOWER, BAKED SOME COOKIES FOR MOTHER DEAR, READ SOME DALI, FATHER DEAR CALLED AT 10:10 TO SAY THAT HE WAS NOW ON THE PLANE, WENT ONLINE, WAS INVITED TO GO TO WALMART,TURNED DOWN THEE INVITATION, COMPUTER FROZE,I FELT BAD, SIGNED BACK ON, FROZE AGAIN, MY HEAD WENT NUMB. I THINK I SUFFER FROM MIGRAINES OR SOMETHING AND ONE DAY PLAN ON GETTING A SCAN, BUT ANYWAY I HAVE BEEN KEEPING TRACK OF MY MIGRAINES AND HEAD NUMBING'S, TRYING TO FIND OUT IF IT WAS SOMETHING I ATE OR MAYBE SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED DURING THE DAY THAT CAUSED THIS. INDEED FOR THE PAST NINE OUT OF TEN TIMES MY HEAD NUMBNESS OCCURED I WAS SAD, GRUMPY, OR A MIXTURE OF BOTH. I HAVE COME TO THINK THAT WHENEVER I FEEL THIS WAY (LIKE RIGHT NOW) MY HEAD GOES NUMB. I FEEL LIKE WATCHING A MOVIE, ONE THAT WILL MAKE ME CRY, I HAVEN'T DONE THAT IN A WHILE. YOU KNOW HOW SOME PEOPLE SAY THEY FEEL BETTER AFTER A GOOD LAUGH, WELL I FEEL BETTER AFTER A GOOD CRY. I WAS THINKING OF COLLEGE A FEW MINUTES AGO AND MY HEART STARTED TO BEAT FASTER, I THINK I'M SCARED! ALL THOSE PEOPLE -OLDER PEOPLE- ANYWAY AS I AM INCREASING MY PIANO SKILL I PLAN ON BUYING A PIANO (USED OF COURSE) I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY ALL THOSE DEEP, DARK, EERIE, MINOR KEYED COMPOSITIONS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! WHICH REMINDS ME I MUST START LOOKING FOR MY MANSION...HMMMMM... FRANCE!! I SHOULD BUILD A HOME ON TOP OF THE EIFFEL TOWER. WHO'S AFRAID OF HEIGHTS?... NOT ME!
4 dreamss reality

"YOU ANIMAL!" [14 Jul 2004|04:05pm]
[ mood | blah ]

TOOT TOOT MY COMPUTER IS FINALLY LETTING ME TYPE!OBESITY: A CONDITION CHARACTERIZED BY EXCESSIVE BODILY FAT. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE FOR ME TO BE SOMEWHAT HAPPY IF I NOW HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE CONSTANT THOUGHT THAT..."IF YOU DON'T LOOSE WEIGHT, YOU DIE." THERE ARE NUMEROUS AMOUNTS OF DISEASES THAT I CAN CONTRACT. SLEEP APNEA, CARDIOVASCULAR PROBLEMS, TYPE 2 DIABETES,RESPIRATORY PROBLEMS,MUSCULOSKELETAL PROBLEMS,GASTROESOPHAGEAL REFLUX DIEASE, URINARY INCONTINENCE, DISEASED BLOOD VEINS IN THE LEGS AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, FEMALE HORMONE ABNORMALITIES...CAN WE DEPRESSING!SO I THINK IT'S TIME FOR A NEW DIET PLAN! STARVATION! HAHA ANYWAY THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PROBABLY THINK I AM OVERREACTING ..BUT I'M NOT ACCORDING TO THE DOC. I WEIGHT ABOUT TWICE AS MUCH AS I AM SUPPOSED TO... ENOUGH NONSENSE FOR TODAY OFF TO MY MOVIES!!

8 dreamss reality

SoMeThInG [19 May 2004|08:36am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Famous last words:
I can't sleep.
~~ James M. Barrie, author, d. 1937
I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis.
~~ Humphrey Bogart, actor, d. January 14, 1957
Now I shall go to sleep. Goodnight.
~~ Lord George Byron, writer, d. 1824
Ah, that tastes nice. Thank you.
~~ Johannes Brahms, composer, d. April 3, 1897
That was the best ice-cream soda I ever tasted.
~~ Lou Costello, comedian, d. March 3, 1959
Goodnight my darlings, I'll see you tomorrow.
~~ Noel Coward, writer, d. 1973
Do you hear the rain? Do you hear the rain?
Minutes before her plane crashed.
~~ Jessica Dubroff, seven-year-old pilot, d. 1996
I see black light.
~~ Victor Hugo, writer, d. May 22, 1885
I knew it. I knew it. Born in a hotel room - and God damn it - died in a hotel room.
~~ Eugene O'Neill, writer, d. November 27, 1953
Get my swan costume ready.
~~ Anna Pavlova, ballerina, d. 1931
I've had eighteen straight whiskies, I think that's the record . . .
~~ Dylan Thomas, poet, d. 1953
Either that wallpaper goes, or I do.
~~ Oscar Wilde, writer, d. November 30, 1900
Curtain! Fast music! Light! Ready for the last finale! Great! The show looks good, the show looks good!
~~ Florenz Ziegfeld, showman, d. July 22, 1932
Lord help my poor soul.
~~ Edgar Allan Poe, writer, d. October 7, 1849

Strange deaths:
• The golfer who was kicked to death by fellow golfers when his game was not up to par.
• The serial rapist who died of shock when he discovered his latest victim-to-be was a transvestite.
• The arsonist who boiled himself to death.
• The woman who accidentally swallowed ants and followed up with a swig of insecticide---intending to kill the ants---and offed herself in the process.

3 dreamss reality

~RaNdOm ThOuGhTs~ [21 Apr 2004|07:37am]
[ mood | lonely ]

MOZART "YOU'RE FAT!"
BACH
OSMOSIS WORKS!
ROBERT D. VANDALL
WHAT'S WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?
...FAKE!
ReD vIoLiN
ARE CLASSIFICATIONS NEEDED?

I RATHER BE UNDEFINED!
MAKE THE APPOINTMENT

OUCH! ELECTRIC SHOCKS RACING THROUGH MY BOSOM cHiCaGo

RED HAIR
PIANO
PIANO PIANO PIANO
PIANO PIANO
PIANO PIANO I WONDER WHAT PEOPLE ARE DOING

N EED I SAY MORE?
E
W "I NEED TO GET OUT MORE"
"MY STOMACH IS EATING MY FACE"
W
O
R
L "I'M A SLEEPY SLEEPY SLEEPY SLEEPY SLEEPY SLEEPY HEAD!"
D MUSIC
SOMEDAY I'LL TAKE PHOTOS OF MYSELF
FRAME THEM AND MAKE A COLLAGE

I WANT MY CORSET

I HOPE THE BUILDING DOES NOT GET ON FIRE!
THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER IS BROKEN

"DO YOU KNOW FRANK SINATRA"
HE'S DEAD

"I GOT THE WHOLE WORLD HANGING OFF MY EARS"

I WONDER WHAT NAPOLEON IS DOING
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
OPEN MINDED...ME?
¿MEOW?
ISN'T IT IRONIC, DON'T YOU THINK

reality

Unusual Killers [12 Apr 2004|02:56pm]
[ mood | awake ]

I learned something new today! When one thinks of killers one often refers to modern day techniques such as the use of weapons, a gun shot to the heart, or a knife to physical mutilate someone. Did you ever think that there are other ways people can kill others? (Other than what you hear or read about in the papers.)
I came across an interesting journal entry about two, three weeks ago and decided to do some research. The entry was about AIDS. Over 20 million people have died of AIDS. The question was, should not a person who knowingly has AIDS, and passes it to a "mate" be imprisoned? After all you are technically killing someone.
I learned that, yes, a person can be imprisoned for spreading the virus. In Hong Chong (2001) Chinese lawmakers were proposing to make spreading the AIDS virus a crime punishable with life imprisonment for prostitutes, while other people could face jail terms of between seven to 15 years. In 2003 a gay couple were in this situation, one man was "clean" but the other denied the fact that he was infected. They had unprotected sex and, the clean man was no longer clean. They went to court, the clean man claimed that his mate deliberately denied that he was infected. If the man is found guilty he could face up to nine years in jail.
You have been warned. Have a nice day.

1 dreams reality

"..." [07 Apr 2004|05:48pm]
As I sit, locked inside of my bathroom I think to myself,what I have accomplished in my past years. I think , yeah, I've gotten awards...the "most quiet award","silent leader award", the "best coreographer award"...just to name a few. I think I did pretty good don't you? I am known around school to be the "good girl", "georgous smile,with good grades,and a voice like a bird",but when it comes to applying for colleges all that doesn't matter. I've applied to seven colleges, out of these seven New World School of The Arts was my favorite. I've heard about it years before and knew some people who went there. I was not admitted to FAU,FIU,UCF,and FAMU that left me with BCC, Barry university,and New World. Having four schools turn you down would have probably been upsetting for the average mortal,but It didn't bother me...It just made me realize that I was dumber than i thought. I was foolish enough to think that I could get somewhere with a 3.4123 GPA ,a 940 on my SAT and a 20 on my ACT. BCC sent me a letter the other day and I was accepted I was also accepted to barry university and I paid the down payment to be on their waiting list of students...I figured...Not bad, but NO!! New world was what I wanted. I adutioned at new world on 3/27/04-I was happy with my performance and felt confident after my audition. I took a tour of the area after auditioning and emmediately fell in love. I was in a happy place, this was my home!
I went home and waited and waited and waited for the decission of the New World faculty on weather or not I had been admitted. TODAY I RECEIVED THE LETTER; i was not admitted. I couldn't believe what was written on that piece of papaper, I read it oncce more and to my disbeliefe the same words appeared . Not to sound bigheaded or anything, but how could they do that?. I don't understand!
So what am I to do know? Move on I guess go to barry and hope that they will accept who I am. hope that they wont classify me... All i ever wanted has been taken away from me, once again.
HOW DEPRESSING
sorry...
4 dreamss reality

Here [06 Apr 2004|10:55pm]
Well i'm finally here! (thanks napoleon) I can't wait to start, just wish i had something to say...oh well maybe next time.
2 dreamss reality

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