i'm just going to say something else really quick.

ok...

monday is going to SUCK. i just know it is. i just know it. sigh.

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there is shit to do today that i want nothing to do with, but must do:

a) sweeping/mopping. straightening up my room. doing the LAUNDRY.

b) studying for a test that i will obvious pass anyway, but studying nonetheless.

c) doing an assignment.

d) repainting my nails/toenails pink (not red--red is a come-rape-me color, and i have been told to get out of the habit of wearing it because the prison will not allow it) because those uniforms make me feel far too masculine and brutish.

e) figuring out how to put on makeup quickly. perhaps i will use black eyeliner? that always does the trick.

f) figuring out an escape plan. from here. PC. god, do i loathe PC.

i need coffee. i suppose i should get cracking on the floor. then i suppose i should get cracking on the laundry. but only AFTER i have my coffee. i NEED my coffee.

i miss wearing red lipstick and red nail polish.

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if i don't do something creative or poetic this weekend, i might lost it.

if i don't write about people and emotions and feeling and the way a body bends and sways, i might lose it.

so, tonight, or tomorrow, or whenever, this weekend...i'm going to write a little.

the skies have turned green.

i think i have an unattractive voice. it's grating.

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today kinda sucked.

the good thing was i flung a guy nearly to the chairs at the side of the room.

punch me, please.

lost it. myself. him. people. perception. something's wrong.

i have this cell and i want to call him. god, do i want to.