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| Written by Diana, on 17-07-2002 10:41 |
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July 17, 2002 (9:41am)
powdery white green black boards and clean white florescent lighting, rainbow-colored oddly ordered maps on easles and light seafoam green walls. how anyone can not find peace in this graceful familiar setting is beyond me. sure, the specatcle laden dictator telling us how to think and what about seems overly controlling but it's the only way. there's hell in getting here but worth it nonetheless. even when the weights are tugging at my eyelids pressing on me to rest, i want too much to be here. even if the long awaited thought control is not achieved, the intention is there and greatly appreciated. just the fact that i can come here and be "present" is saying something for motivation. a fight ensues, periodical revolution over translating the english language text...to "english." even i don't know what that means. immigration sucks, slows the learning process. confuses, irritates, fractures "good faith." all these shadowy eating disordered foreigners think for some reason that they're better than us. maybe it's communism turned the other way. or maybe i'm just sensitive racist white trash...but most likely not.
Last update: 17-07-2002 10:41
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