isn't it strange to be any thing at all?

just to let everyone know where i stand with my spiritual beliefs--( because becky and i realized...after eating some quite intoxicating mushrooms and talking for 4 hours...the values of having a belief system and the purpose of such a belief system in regards to the psychological aspects of communication )-- i do believe in God, and after 20 years i can say that comfortably. i believe Jesus was the son of God, and am willing to explore this belief system openly. it's the way i was raised, and i don't think it is a bad place to start. obviously i'm not like my parents, but when i meditate with God in mind i feel peace, and i'd like to take a while (maybe a lifetime) to explore that peace instead of vulgarly analyzing it. Christianity + Hippie Values = Stress Free Ajay, just deal with it for now.

swing-
like a chariot at the trumpet call
when we're all unsaved
swing-
like a wrecking-ball, like the heart of God
what a mystery
swing-
come and carry us
come and marry us to the blushing circus king
now He's one of us, plays the tambourine
break the bread for us and sing
will you wait for us?
will you stay for us?
will you grace us everything? you're a wrecking-ball
with a heart of gold
we will wait for it to swing
like a chariot, swing it low for us
come and carry us away
so we will become:
a happy ending

Today in English I learned -

College Journalism is the same as "Intellectual" Gossip.

You don't have to read the text - we don't usually talk about it anyway.

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Apparently, my 21st birthday party will last approximately 2 weeks...and is going to be a transcontinental event.

I can't wait for the hungover plane ride home from Arizona, with Emily and probably many children.

I cannot wait to see the noooon again, and have bitsy meet her long lost uncle-ajay.

can anyone else tell i woke and boked today?

i believe in plants and simple treasures

sometimes you want to smoke flavored tobacco, but you don't have a pipe, so you have to be creative.


it was a happy halloween :)

momma was a looker

A picture of my mom, way before I was born.

Amazing right?

she should have been a model

let's not shit ourselves

well my phone was sucked into the black void of drunken-ness so I lost everyone's numbers...
but now that I got it back i can start taking and uploading pictures e'ryday

it should get interesting again, soon...
to me anyway, as this blawg iz not 4 u



Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory
All those multiple choices I answered so quickly
And got my grades back, and forgot just as easily
But at least I got an A
And so I don't have them to blame




p.s. this is the gayest 7 page paper i ever wrote, but whatever

thought for food

and then i stumbled upon a costume.
a fuzzy meatball costume.
it was delicious.


but where was the person inside it?