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Tuesday, July 11th, 2006
11:20 pm

satine
Hello all!

I want to see you, because I don't think I have seen you enough!  I have time (though no set job hours yet, the hours will be set soon) and I want to see people.  I understand if you are away, or working as well and cannot see me.  But give me a call!  I will appreciate it so.

It feels like the summer is ending quickly because it's more than half over (especially for people like me who start school the last week of August).  Because of this, and how I know communication doesn't seem to occur during the school year, that I want to start planning as soon as possible so that I can't get shipped back to school thinking it's going to be another year that I won't see you.


So that's all, let's meet up and hang out and be merry.


Love, me!



p.s. I am extending my Okkervil River (thursday night; music in battery park) invitation to this journal.  I like them and can share them with you!  I have their music to share if you care and I plan on seeing them anyway.

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Thursday, February 16th, 2006
11:04 pm - some pictures from things...

mbsch
we were funny little childrenCollapse )

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Monday, November 21st, 2005
6:54 pm

satine
SO HOMECOMING!

I was thinking that everyone comes to school and do their thing and then at like 2 30 or 3, before school's out, we could all meet up at the ghetto truck and have a massive hug orgy. And then do whatever from there on.

Does that sound good to you guys?


(And if it does, SPREAD THE WORD. Word.)

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Sunday, November 13th, 2005
10:12 pm

happifacek
hey guys, i just wanted to let you know that i just now showed film 9 of the twenty four hour movies to a teenager on a farm in new zealand. i'm not quite sure he got it, but it made me smile a lot, like so much that my cheeks hurt, and it even made me nostalgic for highschool! holy crap! isn't that something? i had intense flashbacks to wandering through the halls of science and smelling gross chinese food (i still have the number for that place), having told my math teacher i was "going to the bathroom" and running in to random kids and acquaintances and maybe friends in the halls. this isn't one of those "oh my god i miss highschool" episodes, at least i don't think it is, it's just that i've had a really funny relationship with the last four years lately- and i bet most of you guys have too. a lot of the time, i don't even think of bronx science. and i'm fine with that! but i'll be wandering down a beach alone, or shoveling donkey poop ten thousand miles from home, and i'll think "huh, i wonder what me sitting bored in history class would think of this", and i also think of what a lot of you kids have been up to. college must be pretty nuts too, there's probably moments of crazy action and moments of crazy solitude and loneliness, lots of times that make highschool seem like another planet, and lots of times that make it seem like we never even left- or at least that's how it's been for me. i'd really like to hear what you've all been doing, if it's been fun or terrible or both, and to thank you for being such sweet kids and for the fun times. i hope at least someone is still making those movies, you've now got an international fan club! a big hug and crazy shrug from new zealand,
-jeremy

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Monday, October 10th, 2005
11:36 am

mbsch
I was thinking today about who we are - and it suddenly dawned on me.

We are Native Americans. Everything about us - and I say us as opposed to them, the rest of everybody else, those who aren't us, and you know who I mean - everything about us is an homage to who we are. Our long hair, our short hair, our liberalism, our environmentalism, our quiet meditations, our love of nature, our transitions from adolescent to folk, they all point in the same direction.

We were born where we were born. Are we now in diaspora? We are more than a group of friends, we are a tribe, we are a people, we have customs and traditions, and all our stories start with a location we can relate to:

"Remember that time in the gem room?"

"Hudson River Park?

"The Brooklyn Botanical Gardens?"

So in conclusion, my brethren, comrades, kin, friends and family, I ask you to embrace your heritage.

When you finally fill out your own Census forms, put down Native American under "Race." It's your true calling if you see it within yourself.

current mood: two thirds serious

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