there's a black man in the white house

It's not that I dislike Obama, it's that I dislike everybody who is obsessed with him, his colour, and the fact that we, the USA, have a "black president". Sure, Obama is black (don't even try to give me that "he's half black" bullshit), it IS a historic moment as he is our first "black president", but are we really that ignorant that we need a black president to show ourselves, and the rest of the world how far we have come? Because it sure as hell seems as if that is what everyone is out to prove. If they weren't, they'd be just as unaffected as myself. Having a black man for a president doesn't phase me one bit. HELLO! i live a normal nine-to-five life (if you will), and i know VERY WELL how much this country has changed. Granted, I wasn't growing up when segregation, slavery, and whatever else was truly a part of every day life, but it's not like there hasn't been change in MY lifetime; and having a black man as a president i recognise IS one of those changes. But it's all relative. We had been working up to this— IT'S NOT THAT AMAZING! GET OVER IT! Clearly anyone who has sunken so low to be swept up in this "historic moment" is a fool trying to prove to themselves, and everyone else, how much they, as a community, have improved. The whites want to prove they have become more tolerant, the blacks want to prove they have gained more equality and power, the mixed race people want to prove they have a place too, everyone else, pick a side. Anyone who could care less about the fact that there is a BLACK man in the WHITE house has nothing to prove to anyone. good on you!

a letter

[each break was a new page.]

Hi ______,
this is 2009 i am trippin so hard right now i cant even see what i'm writing. 360 mg of DXM i wrote my X backwar d s backwards

Shit you are good 4 new years. ow my scalp is itchy and my face is melting i hear a man i dont know if this is really

in english readably shit this is so beautiful i'm there s people next to me grey on the tv is orange/blue. i hope you like this letter you are

my best friend i am not playin ya playa. you little bacon sausage pumpernickel my icy down my ear. you should stop

smoking. shit do these drug so much better Oh god i am so not alive right now i feel soooo goood OMG its 2009

i am 17. wait, i will be 18 in December Yay no more jailbait aw. me and zoe's hand itched. shit i LOVE this!

Oh god i just stood up i was floating but i came to the ground again. lets get married. ______ will

snake your life. i am you soulmate my mouth is a coughdrop. DUNG my *scribble* i'm itchy why?

shit how did i give this to you? Wow... Hematoads. FUCK. this is great its dark furry on the light i want to see

light. i mean life.




the twa i wrote half down the page i almost had





Zoe's shoulder is comforting to kiss. mm soft. my lips kiss Zoe's shoulder and it's comforting my lips are electric FUCK i'm talking in an Aussie

accent. i- feels like a rocket to kiss zoe and diana. m Rocket. lets get married on a rocket ship i dont like space



im really attracted to Zoe right now. Andrea laughs at us. lick Zoe √ i feel like in in a leather outfit

like extra skin oh. ooh cold im cold zoe i cant wait to read this. fuck happy

birthday to me.. december 28 *scribbles* you miss me i stopped writing shit i cant see i'm itchy i cant write. i love this is this real???

i will know in the morning my lips cant reach zoe's arm. i think i licked Zoe instead of me she licked me, we lick tongues dianas is gross Zoes = good

i am almost out of paper. Face=warm hand = cold good. equation it's only been an hour i sound like of kiss. i'm itchy shit never

any joke. andreas probably annoyed. i cant get up. move. mmmm cow boy in digging head into bed. face face swollen SLUP shit sham wow

my scalp itches i want to scratch it off my hand cant write feels good to scratch this doesnt feel real. i cant swallow

no shit i cant swallow. shit. omg last page. i love andrea i she helps shes a life to remember i have to pee. fuck

oh ill write back wards read now shittt OMG i cant get up. andrea is helping i cant move. that oMG i they t i wrote

i actually went pee OMG!

Thaam Thaaka

I ain't no Betty fuckin Crocker

I'm running out of come creative blog ideas. I just simply have nothing to say. and that is why i could never be Chris Crocker.

cool graffiti in australia

as we can see there is a FINGER in the corner.....

Welcome to India....

Where the cows eat hay


and we ride auto rickshawas every day


goat meat (no. we shall not post a picture)

yummy sweets


while the monkey's roaming


the roosters don't crow til 5 in the morning

Neeley (Aug 05 - 1 Aug 07)

We shall take a moment to remember this fine rat and all that he did for me, and for his brother, Anton (aug 05- may 07). And of course his other cagemates that he didn't get to know all that well: Shahrukh, Amiabh, and Abhishek, for he always provided those babies lots of warmth, as they provided him companionship.