I'M ON DRUGS

my brother's friend (who has no shirt on and is very overweight) is in our jacuzzi smoking hookah. i took two tabs of tylenol codeine and i am very fucked up.

he invited me in, i excused myself after a cigarette, to do my homework.


it's impossible to tell you how long i've been laying here on my bed, therefore time is relative in my altered state.


jonathan (my brother) just called me to make sure i hadn't died in my room. although, just because i'm a little stoned doesn't mean i'm a complete idiot (regardless of the fact that i took drugs), i know he wants me to go down there so his slime-ball friend can put on his "charm" and make me like him, or something. take advantage of me. i don't know.


the only way he would ever "get with" me if i was passed out drunk or something, too incoherent or unconscious to reject him.





hi!
ali

boredom and procrastination

hey nobody, i'm nobody, too!

oh emily dickenson
dickenson? or is it dickinson?

eitherway, i like her


i've started college/senior year of high school. i'm stuck in a flurry or reality and dreams. i should be writing an essay.

this unit is descriptive language. legs spider out of the asphalt, tangling themselves in the legs of innocent students. pretty much it.


i wish i had two sets of eyes, one to read and one to knit, well i guess i'd need a few more hands. one to hold a cigarette and a cup of coffee, two for kntting and two for reading. so four eyes and 5 hands....hot damn



for a while now, i've been trying to be someone else, someone who is completely different from how i used to be. i'm becoming her and i feel free-er? more free? whatever.. .i'll get my head checked in the morning or i will saty in bed




the seasons are about to change
when they do, so will i, and i won't look back
i'll go someplace else (humboldt) and live the life i've desired since this town turned its back on me

mood swings

no drugs?
yeah
well
now i am heading on this roller coaster with unfinished tracks

it's strange how i can go from in the pits of despair to the high skies of euphoria

no one reads this

so it's okay to say that my thigh is bleeding heavily
and it's getting on my bed sheets

i'm sorry



my lifestyle isn't healthy and just like every other 16 year old, i can't imagine being 70.
but we're all going to get there
maybe i'm the only one who says that i'm going to die young and know it is a lie

priscilla is constantly entertaining the idea of what she'll be like in 5 years
and even though she is my best friend, i find that i could care less



all i care about is josh
because he loves me back
and by the time i am 70, we'll be married


hopefully


yeah, this elliot smith isn't helping.


tonight, i really want to die









i cannot wait until my hormones can chill and the angt mellows out because god, this is not healthy
at this rate 70 is looking far away


but i'll get there, we all will. we're just too obsessed with ourselves to realize it

tie skirt

Dude--tie skirt, work in progress, but none the less, totally stellar.
I can't wait to finish then wear it

The trouble is, I don't have any money so I am unable to buy a zipper
Zippers are too large to steal anyways

...

yo!
hey no one.
boredom made me think of this



want the pics?

here: blue side with yellow sun
orange side with purple sun
lining with toucan fabric


tada!
peace out

hey

I'm fairly new to crocheting, but last night i finished this bag, "Kid's Sunshine tote"
(http://www.crochetmemories.com/archive/june2.html)

Except I changed the colors around, made it more...rainbow like! Yup yup.

I'll post pictures later, until then..not that anyone will read this.

Bye
Ali