April 16, 2003 at 9:58:47 AM CDT
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wes - singing.

i'm number eight. which doesn't matter. because i'm going to ithaca. so there.

April 1, 2003 at 8:58:31 PM CST
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some george michael song - wtf?

well, yeah. so things have been doing pretty damn well lately. romped on all seven competetors at uil journ. got big trophies. then the caller-times did a story on us. cause we won a silver crown. and hoofbeat rocks. and i get back from ithaca. vassar wants me. emerson wants me. georgetown waitlisted me - screw that. and then susannah maxwell calls. ithaca gave me the scholarship. total full ride. tutition, room, board, stipend, computer. dang. i can't even comprehend that. my head is still spinning. and we just finished the bpa website (kingmustangs.com) so that is a load off. and i'm eighteen. open all night is gearing up. and everything is going good.

then i find out i'm going xxxxxxxxxx. (removed for a reason.)

details on that later.

but everything is going where i want it right now. and i can't even fucking believe it. i shouldn't be this happy. but i am. and screw calculus.

March 23, 2003 at 10:52:26 PM CST
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nothing.

well, i'm here at ithaca. and it's awesome. i don't really have a lot of time right now, and i am pretty tired. i will update you in what happened in nyc, but it's rather late. so i need to just say that i'm alive, and i will tell you about it manana.

March 17, 2003 at 1:03:48 PM CST
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strokes - barely legal

i turn legal on wednesday. woo hoo. and i leave for NYC. so that's why the site is replaced with this at www.sereshacer.com. i'll try getting online anywhere i can to give updates. to all three of you guys out there.

March 15, 2003 at 11:58:09 PM CST
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none

nubguy: I dont know I just figured you for one of those guys who didnt work the ladies very well

February 26, 2003 at 10:35:40 PM CST
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the cranberries

well, I haven't been here in a while. such the slacker. but it's not like anyone reads this anyways. crap, i just forgot about something. gotta go do it.

January 26, 2003 at 2:27:27 AM CST
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Dashboard Conf. - Sharp Hint of New Tears

Okay, why am I the only one up at this hour? All the other people on my buddy list are asleep. Maybe what's sadder is I have myself on my own buddy list four times. Ay, Dios mio.

January 17, 2003 at 1:29:28 PM CST
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Radiohead - Everything in its right place

you know, I accomplished little today. not that i'm complaining or anything. I needed a break right about now. Things at home? Super-fun. I'm so sick of this crap. But I have a Cookie Parade with me, so it's all good. Seriously. A Cookie Parade. Any cookie that Mother's Cookies makes IN ONE BAG. Crazy. It's odd, because usually you want one type of cookie at a time, but this Chex Mix type of dining is nice - especially now. Clark cracks me up. Read his shtuff.

January 8, 2003 at 10:13:04 AM CST
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nada

Man, oh, man! I just got the greatest news: my high school newspaper, which I am co-editor-in-chief of, just got a Columbia Crown Award! Well, nominated really for last years', but we get either a Gold or Silver when, ahem, my adviser and I go to NEW YORK CITY to pick it up! Man, oh, man. It's during Spring Break right after my birthday, and it's gonna be kick-ass.

January 3, 2003 at 10:14:00 PM CST
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x

ugh. i hate being old. and not just feeling old, but being outdated and past my prime already. i pick up the paper and read about some little sod, 15 years old with a magazine she built from the ground up with thousands of subscribers in little under a year. then i turn over to some circle-jerk link list about some other 14 sod with a fucking 'port_folio_' using the same shitty trends (that sadly enough I contemplate) and being enlisted into the elit(ist)e ranks of some webdesign team in sweden. fuck talent and experience; it's all about the buzz and trendwhoring and whatnot. i get so fucking frustrated and for what? some pimply-ass kid who gets hand jobs from unemployed skinny white guys with bald heads and moby glasses griping about clients and rips and pixel-dragging and 45 degree angles. maybe because i'm not ethnic enough for my own good to be on oprah touting crap about how people need to be nice to each other and how to apply make-up correctly (More is never less!) mayeb because i can't see myself in 10 years doing what it is that i love because my dreams will always have that twinge of inadequacy from the fact it took me a college degree and a few lame-ass internships to get enough socks to fill up crotch enough and get the slight opportunity to finally do what it is that that i say and thus fulfil everything in my life.

or maybe because i wish i was that kid.

nah. just those fevers again. and oprah's lame anyways.