Aftermath:Freedom In ashes
sloppy exerpt written 7/27/07 recalling college&HS credit oil 101 Summer of 2001
So atempting my first oil painting in the half of the garage that no one parked in and my step greg adn his crew installed temporary walls in walls in my first painting I didn't have any gesso didn't reallythink about it just painted the black part on the white part and teh small amout of gery shadow on the floor ..... I handed in my first painting of the greates art class I was ever in at the time...still wet and touchy being as it was iol paint I turned in the greatest and first oil painting I had ever made my stuffed zebra self....Susan informed me that because i didn't paint the white part in the world of fine art it wouldn't be considered a real painting
I got an A
for aniken
Any ways summer school on zoloft was magnifecent
In my short english classes at an actual high school we read marktwain tath wasn't tom on a boat and we saw white zombie &*** One of us one of us*****I've never seen that one since but I think about it eveery day***I own white zombie I'm not a hypnotized zombie or slave master with a cylo...I am beside myself every day even if no one is around...........I hope I keep living the dream.............
I hope I orment my mind to no end more so that I can decover the sahttered random peices of my own creaations that I don't always intent to make in the first place............I hope I can share that with every one I love
and if it must be I hope some day I will fall off a cliff into the rocky waters of the ocean and truely know mobey dick the boock I've only read a couple random pages out of.............That my romantic friend who knew the jock from 5th grade at st.marys who later became a paraniod schitzo phrenic version of myself and tatooed a star on his head that wasn't a pentagram , that met me and my friend the master of flight who was with us in 5th grade at the ihop we all grew up in as the new best friedn of my best friend I'll ever have in my life Ashley who's called afrodite and wears her family motto started by her little brother ****and tatooed in ink projected by my dark core on my fore head*****"I DO WHAT I WANT"
I didn't recognize luke at first he had a hat on so it was a whil ebefore I even found out he had a star on his forehead but natalie who had gone to school with him up until he was sent to military school after fith grade unlike me who had only been with him for fith grade or maybe part of it.....He didn't recognize natalie my favoite marble head to not fly the friednly skys with how is great to travel with and is living her child hood dream of being a flight attendent............recognised him right away(LUKE BARRET) natalie hoppe from st.marys teh smaller less rich catholic school of torment next to a grave yard which is next to a Mayflour wherehouse tath no one ever really sees anything happening in and very well could be a wear house of zombies...........we knew eachother from the past of a religous torment that really didn't have a very good education adn some how we all found eachother again through Ashley my favorite aphrodite in that moment despite all our disjointed paths we all really beived in one another so we drank cheep coffee and homeless paraniod scizo phreic friend of mostr of the people I've ever known some how and my link to reading monbey dick on a buss adventure across town for 5 hours with the romantic decvon who I built a musical on my computer for that now talks to me who recently introduced me to my sister erin the amish who I dream of making wal-rus-porn with every day and is the reason i will never ever in a thoughsand deciobles clean the puke out of her car witch is on my mom's car's floor that I got the keys taken out of adn piut in my godfather batmans hands as per her request for spamming all her friends....so I write the greatest spam that tries not to be propoganda in my life...........the story of my life............
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sloppy exerpt written 7/27/07 recalling college&HS credit oil 101 Summer of 2001
So atempting my first oil painting in the half of the garage that no one parked in and my step greg adn his crew installed temporary walls in walls in my first painting I didn't have any gesso didn't reallythink about it just painted the black part on the white part and teh small amout of gery shadow on the floor ..... I handed in my first painting of the greates art class I was ever in at the time...still wet and touchy being as it was iol paint I turned in the greatest and first oil painting I had ever made my stuffed zebra self....Susan informed me that because i didn't paint the white part in the world of fine art it wouldn't be considered a real painting
I got an A
for aniken
Any ways summer school on zoloft was magnifecent
In my short english classes at an actual high school we read marktwain tath wasn't tom on a boat and we saw white zombie &*** One of us one of us*****I've never seen that one since but I think about it eveery day***I own white zombie I'm not a hypnotized zombie or slave master with a cylo...I am beside myself every day even if no one is around...........I hope I keep living the dream.............
I hope I orment my mind to no end more so that I can decover the sahttered random peices of my own creaations that I don't always intent to make in the first place............I hope I can share that with every one I love
and if it must be I hope some day I will fall off a cliff into the rocky waters of the ocean and truely know mobey dick the boock I've only read a couple random pages out of.............That my romantic friend who knew the jock from 5th grade at st.marys who later became a paraniod schitzo phrenic version of myself and tatooed a star on his head that wasn't a pentagram , that met me and my friend the master of flight who was with us in 5th grade at the ihop we all grew up in as the new best friedn of my best friend I'll ever have in my life Ashley who's called afrodite and wears her family motto started by her little brother ****and tatooed in ink projected by my dark core on my fore head*****"I DO WHAT I WANT"
I didn't recognize luke at first he had a hat on so it was a whil ebefore I even found out he had a star on his forehead but natalie who had gone to school with him up until he was sent to military school after fith grade unlike me who had only been with him for fith grade or maybe part of it.....He didn't recognize natalie my favoite marble head to not fly the friednly skys with how is great to travel with and is living her child hood dream of being a flight attendent............recognised him right away(LUKE BARRET) natalie hoppe from st.marys teh smaller less rich catholic school of torment next to a grave yard which is next to a Mayflour wherehouse tath no one ever really sees anything happening in and very well could be a wear house of zombies...........we knew eachother from the past of a religous torment that really didn't have a very good education adn some how we all found eachother again through Ashley my favorite aphrodite in that moment despite all our disjointed paths we all really beived in one another so we drank cheep coffee and homeless paraniod scizo phreic friend of mostr of the people I've ever known some how and my link to reading monbey dick on a buss adventure across town for 5 hours with the romantic decvon who I built a musical on my computer for that now talks to me who recently introduced me to my sister erin the amish who I dream of making wal-rus-porn with every day and is the reason i will never ever in a thoughsand deciobles clean the puke out of her car witch is on my mom's car's floor that I got the keys taken out of adn piut in my godfather batmans hands as per her request for spamming all her friends....so I write the greatest spam that tries not to be propoganda in my life...........the story of my life............
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