if school doesn't work out i'm going to do what owen did, hit up Hungry (see if they have something of the sort at college there, in what i'm doing) buy some books, take some classes learn the market- deal, get broke, gain some- and be happy, meanwhile work on a farm . bust some hard core cash- buy a place of my own..and invite ya'll for some tea? how about that.


yupp...yupp you know what people. oh you know what people- never rely on a soul for mmm what's the word "that common touch" we all so dare selfishly want..yupp..yup. Be independent.like completely independent. walk by yourself, talk to yourself, go shopping, and eat by yourself, go and watch a movie by yourself- excersise by yourself- cry and scream by yourself- yupp..yupp fend for your own. whomever wise ass is reading this- knows all, but i'm typing it so when spring time rolls around- i can see how much i've grown and experienced from this entry that i have typed.

i want some tomatoe soup, with a grill cheese sandwhich curl up by my fireplace and watch "Lake house" this friday... I'm done..o good riddons mate I'm done with the books, the papers, the mechanical pencils busting down on me in a middle of the exam, i'm done with the ear plugs that have my ear wax glued inside and out, i'm done checking friggin wb ct, it can jump up my ass, i'm done coming to the u to study, i'm done with the x-large earl grey tear from timz to keep me awake- i'm done with subway, i'm done ..oh i'm done.. for now that is- well i got two more exams, one tomorrow and one on friday... InshAllah.

you think you know someone, you think you love someone, you think...oh you think- but if you definately know that "x+y= xy (i'm not good in math equals xy or is it z , whatever if you think it equals something you and the person.... honestly re-think ...re-think it.... that's all i'm going to say. people change. i've changed...
and yeh.. i guess the world keeps on doing it's orbit. keep on walking. i have this vague sense that is leaching on to me- that i'm going to be this woman, that grows up lives in her house with her kittycat, and pots and pans, goes out every night with friends to a poetry reading party, goes on mini road-trips, loves going to work everyday, and talking to the bus driver- coming home and picking up a movie, and drinking her tomatoe soup with her grilled cheese sandwhich next to her fire place with her kitty and re-living it all over the nextday- you can have smiles, personality- but... mm i've accepted..well forced to accept that "not all things" are meant for a soul in this person. just be thankful for what has being given to you. yes i'm talking about love/ relationships/ paths/ journeys/ life the whole shaibang..... i'm really carefree, i'm not stressed anymore- i was thinking this morning the only thing i need to worry about is pulling good marks finishing school, and getting a job- and just settling bymyself. and then i can travel- and do all that fairydust stuff...bymyself.. mmmm k this post doesn't make sense.

the rowdy men have just walked in, and this gal needs some laughter, so imm go chat it up..