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26 September 2006 @ 06:54 pm
1. Beck - Ramshackle
2. The Flaming Lips - Do You Realize??
3. The Unicorns - Les Os
4. The Postal Service - Such Great Heights
5. Beck - girl
6. The Streets - Dry Your Eyes Mate
7. The Killers - Mr. Brightside
8. The Pixies - Where Is My Mind?
9. David Bowie - Life On Mars
10. Cascada - Every Time We Touch
How I'm feeling: exanimateexanimate
What I'm hearing: The Unicorns - I Do It
15 June 2006 @ 07:22 pm
If there's one thing I can't stand, it's feminists that are so "radical" they label all men with the worst male stereotypes, throwing accusations that have no backing at them just because they have a penis. See, that's sexism against men, and that's just as bad, if not WORSE, than sexism against women. Scratch that, I hate feminism all together. But I do like egalitarianism.

Tolerance doesn't mean acception. But if everyone ignores humankind's abstract concepts, they will go away. Opinions seem to be more bane than boost, and I believe in Big Brother.
How I'm feeling: blankblank
What I'm hearing: Beck - E-Pro
13 June 2006 @ 06:25 pm

So... I'm going to write a book. Why? Because I saw some of the worst writing in my life, and it was published, and that's just too much; seriously, I could have, and WILL, write something better. Plus I'm 15 and want to make some money. Problem is, I'm not sure what my plot should be. But it's going to be fiction! So I'm getting there, ey? Any suggestions!?

How I'm feeling: chipperchipper
What I'm hearing: House of Pain - Jump Around
04 June 2006 @ 11:27 pm
What happened to me? 

What happened to Pauls_the_name2 Paul?

Where can I get my steam back?
03 June 2006 @ 02:32 pm

Last night, like all other friday's, I went to Special Olympics. I was very, very tired from a long week, and so I wasn't really feeling like coaching; nobody really was, but we had a task to do, and we did it. As a whole, at least. Personally, I just floated around in the diving pool ( it's swimming season in the Special Olympics, and we were "training" at Deerfield Academy), watching everyone race. It was qualifiers, so all us coaches were doing was getting people to swim as hard as they could, and it didn't require me to be in the pool teaching people how not to drown. Anyway, since I was just sitting there I started thinking, and I realized why I always get so sad when I'm at DA. It's because here we were, at one of the most exclusive and rich private highschools in the country, where the wealthy, smart, and other cultural elites go to be taught, coaching the most unlucky people how to swim. Atheletes at the Special Olympics, and people with disabilities in general, have it really rough, and the hugeness of the gap between retarded people and DA really got to me. It's ironic, really. The least privledged being taught in the facilities of the most privledged. God, is life unfair.

How I'm feeling: confusedconfused