Tuesday, October 16, 2007. A Scenario in which a girl had to have her tongue amputated after it became infected from being pierced. After a 10 hour shift going on 50, I blankly stare at the next customer. She starts moving her mouth, no sound comes out. I was happy once, .

Thinking and writing about art . thinking and writing the world we actually live in . thinking and writing with acute critical intelligence. Dig it, OK? Monday, October 22, 2007. Some really great writing has been popping up in class and online. Keep it coming! OK- now th.

Friday, November 2, 2007. One by one then in groups. The sub is blindnig and so bright. People drinking coffee to try and stay warm. Loud train whistles roar through the quad. Hitting and ricocheting off of the buildings. No smoking beyond this point! Roberts bike sits alone in the bike rack. A crow perched on Cook. Stares at me then takes off in flight. People walking back to class,. Weep out of a copper lonely nest.

Thursday, October 25, 2007. I ran across this quote the other day and I absolutely loooove it. Punched with words instead of fists. Made her mom cry on christmas morning. Could shred your self esteem with a single glance. Had ponies at her birthday party. Would only eat organic foods. Lives off of pita chips and hummus. Did I forget paperwork for Courtney? .

Saturday, November 3, 2007. Wednesday, October 3, 2007. The beauty of changing colors. Transformation from launch to termination. Originating from the all unknowing standing up and reaching out to wisdom, knowledge, and pride. Stemming from one eager to jump in the shallow lake oblivious of the danger. To one who sits in the shade and enjoy the tranquility of the effortless flowing waters. The ground will store my body.