double blast from the past

i accidentally deleted a post that i liked, but was luckily enough to make a video recording before i deleted it. Here are some snap shots to get an idea of the original entry.

target commercial 3.2.2013

redundancies appear in strange places

score.

No more mirror in my room.

That means change,

change is -------,

but not always.

Like a harmonic playing in the desert skys,

cowboy walks up in his boots and hat.

sunsetting, stillness in the sand, an overgrown beard,

a lad.

Alas' his bursts into a melodic song

reminds me of jesika, reminds me of gabby, reminds me of sitting in overhang trees with danni & ray.

Reminds me of so many people, a sigh of breathe for each one,

the intake so large, like a particle in your brain when you inhale helium, bursts! literally.

I was gonna update at work today, good thing i didn't.

i --- a --- hard --- worker.

So now is my time off, this letter to you i may write, unwillingly for photographs.≠

unwillingly for photographs.

Speaking of photographs!

fotografia.

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maybe since i'm living a break from the visual antics of... haha! myself...

u_u oh jeeze, well from a 3rd person perspective... well first person second person.. orr...

[don't insert the word 'whatever' here."]

bible tapENDERS GAME

forbidden to eat anything for twenty hours before the launch. Vomiting in null gravity wouldn't be fun. 

but for Ender, Graff's gravity game was fun. And he carried it further imagining that Graff was actually hanging upside down from the center aisle, and then picturing him sticking straight out from a side wall. Gravity could go any which way. However i want it to go. I can make Graff stand on his head and he doesn't even know it."

The rule that doesn't apply: if you cant listen to anything good, then dont listen to anything at all.

 Shout OUTS: to j3$iKahL33,,;; AnAmAriA

Documentation of doings whiles on .>>.>QueenOfApple<,>,>,without a mirror. We'll see, is it that big of a deal to not have a double hologram of what my supposed self is emitting. That's in a craft in which the optical sense attributes to reflections off solid composites of compressed material.

Had the sudden fear i wouldnt see myself in a mirror for a long time and then didn't recognize myself. walked straight into yahself,.

"oh Hey? Hi! It's been a while"

then they make love.
 the make one.
of two.
they can make doubles.

There once was a time where you could imagine endless abyss.

Okay so, im no good at words... will update with pictures later. Off to go running with Michelle. It's a definite need. You should see the muffins beginning to rise on my belly.

How do you feel about 'practice makes perfect'? FUCK THAT SHIT. perfection comes from... okay practice, how about perfect is practice?

Look at all the words with-in distance.
sit in that exact spot and read all of them.
Remo, Leon Mabley, S.G. 70 90 R G940 Splat Rebellious coors vaseline total white 3d on off exercises bogota texas christ 26 snyders retzels lala and if my eyes were good turpenoid cocoa and type ii matte.

Please no body read that, it's a flabbergasted repose of thought for words, just a stroll through long cat tails blowing in the sunsetting wind.

today and sunsets. it was a full moon, yesterday?

http://www.yesstyle.com

I want these shoes, but they're out of stock. i'm surfing the site like a feeding shark.
Forcing yourself to write, used to phorce yourselph to photograph.

maybe some things are meant for while others are not.
I'm indulging myself a bit in chocolate, cigarettes, and marriage, that's the new thing i'm in love with, wedding things.

just kidding i just used the word marriage as a cover up to marijuana.
Damnit, am i admitting that to the online world? NO. i am not.

We'll see. today was a good day and apparently so revealing were the other days too as well.

i watched the documentary about sylvia plath on youtube, and it says she disappeared for 3 days but doesn't say where she was when she returned depressed.
Actually, i didn't watch the final quarter. i was at work that day. so i didn't even get to see it thoroughly. but i would watch it again.

Anyways, going through old photographs. excited, going to post some. ALSO; strange, seeing the past again.

thats all for now

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driving past the midnight horizon

Today's the day, you're reading absolutely nothing...
that's right, the only rant here is that there is no rant.
Here are some observations around.
Listening to:

Feelin' it too.

Fortunately yes, but the unfortunate, the 'repetition really is in me".

I have lost the communicable skills to exercise what goes on inside of me.

It's been many months adding up to a couple years.

I've been living a very stable life, quite an uneventful one. Ever since graduation, back in December, I've been working at my families property management firm, scanning paperwork.

Life's not all that interesting right now.

Got a boyfriend who treats me well.

Going to China in far too many months to be bringing up the topic.

This is just for practice, this writing.
I feel as though i don't have much to say these past couple of months. My opinion hasn't gravitated towards one end or another for quite some time, in subject to the general. Although my thoughts float in an unmediated temperament, it hasn't been the kind that exhausts, frustrates, or disturbs my living sense. It has been a blissful experience to observe the world around me without the disruption of confoundment. Though without the compelling ideology that once possessed me, my eagerness to write has detoured far from the path which i once followed.

"not journalism but participatory writing."

Writing about writing itself isn't interesting, is it? Of course, a writer of talent can write about anything with an appeal. Most known writers each have their own contagious style. Here I am, writing about nothing in particular, in hopes to develop a fashion of my own.

We parked around the back of the mall and he led me through and between a narrowing hallway, with large hovering walls that were concrete gray and covered in dirt, it was clear that this was not an entrance 'they' expected people to take. Where would this hallway lead us? There were doors to our left and our right, breaking the walls with framed doorways, stamped with signs of different store names, we passed by Guess and Hot Chip, we walked all the way through to the end of the hallway to a door that opened to Journeys.

Hunter had work till 12:30. I met him at his house at 1, when we embarked on our 4.5 hour long journey to Daytona.

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feb. 28, 2013; days after this posts initiation.
continuation of practic-ing writing
i drove most of the way. only to switch drivers at the very end of the trip, it is an exhausting thing for the left leg, in an automatic car, to do nothing.
We arrived at 4:40-5 in the morning. The sun was going to be rising in about an hour, by the time we got setteled in and ready to sleep, the sky was turning a lighter blue and fog was beginning to rise. Instead of sleeping, i got to work and began to photograph. Good thing, because the morning fog was only an occasional event and two mornings later, there would be an overcast as the morning rose. I got a couple of good photographs throughout the day, we ate bbq and loved each other in the tiny igloo. It was a laid back day with many sporadic naps, sleeping at various hours, we passed by the skate park and came back to the heated park, where hunter fell sideways into the pool while i slept in the air conditioned igloo. He took my camera and photographed, when i awoke it was time to eat again.
Danni and Andrew arrived the following evening, after a long day of more sporadic sleeps and photographing, when they came in, i went to shower and by the time i was out, they were already asleep in their igloo, as told by hunter. he sat awaiting me on the picnic bench, smoking a cigarette, we too soon went to sleep.
The next morning i awoke early to photograph some more, awake to photograph and asleep again to rest, Danni and Andrew had a head start on the morning, leaving for breakfast, when they came back we sat at Uncle Michaels and Auntie Dawns, chatting and having fresh dunkin' donuts. They wanted sugar coated and glazed, but Dunkin' only had glazed, my aunt and uncle tried to make it clear that they were boring in taste and liked the simple. Though i thought otherwise, their children were world travellers and they too were soon to embark on a journey, to Amsterdam. Simple taste would not describe their interest in world cultures.

I envied their family's way of travelling the world, exploring foreign terrain.

Danni, Andrew, Hunter and I left for the beach after visiting auntie Dawn and uncle Michael. I had forgotten the bag that contained my bathingsuit and panties, so we stopped off at a tourist shop that sold items  under $9.99. I bought a "Daytona Beach" purple shorts and a bathing suit top, we were forewarned the water would be could, considering it was February, it came as no surprise. But when we got to the beach not one of us stayed dry. Excellerating my will to play in the waters, Hunter splashed and tackled me into the cold large waves. In a process that would have taken a quarter of the trip to enter the water, i was wet within minutes.

Last night after work my boyfriend made me pizza

and a salad for lunch, he brought it to my house.

this morning he woke me up,

found my keys, waited patiently

and took me to work.

"i dont care" -she laughed
as she was getting sucked into the the web.

leaking out of the

Me, Rabbit, & an xapple., CRUNCH CRUNCH
the incense burns like at the indian shop were you got it.

note to self: as hunter to pick up hookah stuff on his way home.

It's Friday...
so i guess that means i need to post the "it's Friday video"...


A: if this was a chat, that person would have stopped me before i teased myself lengthly for thinking it was friday.

Wushu does or doesn't like my room? he hops towards me, on a hill of clothes and wiggles his nose at me.

tbc...

that person: did you use correct grammar, sentence structure, and syntax?

Diction: you wouldn't say now would you?

      wearing boxers, a shirt and tie, plus ankle socks.

Life is WEIRD, Unusual, different and based of cHANCe. CHANgE

                        aallffabetttooo

letters are strange [elements]?

oh shit, i deleted Cory doorman.

:[     *       theres no need for any complications, i remember him, i do care what would               

                 happen in his life. im interested and now i gotta break boundaries to be... shit. 

        *         A: Back in the old days people didn't keep in touch that way.

       ||||        B: i want to be the new generation, A.

      /.V.\        Okay, well... this is award... how do i become friends with everyone i                                               

      [][][]          defriended?

      [][][]            &do you really want to be                         &does it reallyevenmatter?

                      

Remember the time we actually met !? DAMNIT. no. sometimes? yes. okay maybe so what lets move on...

THE POINT OF THIS POST!??!

it's actually Monday and i started playing the it's friday video halfway through only to realize that its actually MONDAY. So it's monday triple sized milkshake.

WHAT DAY IS MONDAY?

TODAY.

WHAT IS A MONDAY                                                                                                     /

                                                        M     O     O    N    D   A   Y   

                                                                                                                                             \

                                                         - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

*Ate Chocolates with Nicolette.

*Had Pollo with both the girls.

*Deleted friends off facebook...

            to this we must mourn.

       celebrations to the death of nostalgia 

                     & the birth of new beginnings

though i do feel a bit cold hearted and lost, alone, small, with not their lives in mine anymore... and i feel regret. BUT ALL IT IS IS FACEBOOK !? that still means a lot. these people were in your life and maybe you can eventually befriend them again.

Wushu.

QueenOfAppleSmoke

coughed lightly in the air and burning was the sweet smell of

              nag champa

note to self: get someone nag champa-ion incense!

    

aka. QueenofAppleSmoke

How much time do people spend on the internet?

WHat is the AVERAGE...

pero this is in 2010.

tbc....

running with the dragon

Kung Hei Fat Choy!

新年好

蛇 Year of the Snake

Sunday, February 17, 2013 was the day of the CCA's Chinese New Year Festival. It happens once every year at Miami-Dade Kendall Campus. This year, the year of the snake, i participated in the running of the dragon.

Here are some photographs of a fun day:

my night in

 

Miami's sky compensates for it's flattened terrain. 

The view to outside my room::

this is the really cute mat my mama got me.

don't blink

Maria Se-Blahblahblah. Made the sculpture in class @fiu..

miss the art school days.

Saturday night in. It almost feels like a weekday already, sunday is so close and it's still in the family of weekend, so i should be relaxed and enjoying this time of freedom.