So it occured to me as I was walking back home yesterday at 4am after dumpstering that I want to help people. Not in some sort of dreamy way in the future. I want to work in a soup kitchen and join a collection and work as a medic all my life. Next year, if i still am at State, i want to move into the house where we do FNB. It's almost all anarchists now, and I always feel at home there. I love my roommates and know it's fun to come home to a dorm and chill with all of them, but at the end of the day i've only satisfied my own wants. But i'm not totally satisfied. I want to live and love with all my comrades, and build something beautiful. I'll never accomplish anything historical in my lifetime, and I've never wanted to. I want to be remembered in pleasent and fuzzy memories which bring smiles to people many years from now. That's all.
I have my french exam tommorow, wish me luck. It's amazing how much stuff I remember outside of class. I can speak fluently to my father and grandfather, but on tests i do poorly. C'est la vie mes ami(e)s.
I have my french exam tommorow, wish me luck. It's amazing how much stuff I remember outside of class. I can speak fluently to my father and grandfather, but on tests i do poorly. C'est la vie mes ami(e)s.
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So did you ever hear about that NC attack on the RNC headquarters a while back? What happened to the three kids that got turned in? I heard that they got fucked, and that their still in legal process. Know anything?
I'm way better at written french than spoken french, although I can communicate just fine with french speakers outside of a classroom setting.