Shitfaced Novelist

Hello, paupers! As you can probably tell, I turned 16 today (December 27th, 2008). It was great, and I had the most fawesome holiday ever. I got everything I wanted and NO ONE jipped me. Like, I got the vspink dress, the excercise bands, the headphones, everything plus a total of $425. So that means that Ican buy all the clothes I want. So I\'m buying a bunch of american apparel somewhat trampy clothes, panties, some dresses, and more comfort gear. So it\'ll be cool. Capricorn is supposed to have a year of love and freedom and exploration, so I\'m set for it. Professional life. I didn\'t write anything really interesting lately, just songs. I\'m trying to get a few ideas together. The 20s have been on my brain lately... Peace, love, and \"perfect tunes\", Imani

As you smart people have inferred, this is my last day of school before Christmas break. I'm almost euphoric, becaue I don't have to deal with my obnoxious-ass peers fro 14 days. How great! On to the holidays. I really want a bunch of stuff, like new jeans, a cropped shirt, a tam hat, a vspink dress, and some cool shit. Thing is, I'm scared as hell I'll get jipped, like, my relatives might buy me crap like lotion where I really want money. Lots and lots and lots of money. But I've got an inkling that I may not get jipped. I'll report back on this when I next write in. I'm turning 16 the 27th, the saturday after this one. I want to just skip and turn 17 so I can see r-rated movies and stuff. Anyway, me and my sister are celebrating by going to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Revolutionary Road, and smashing on alot of birthday cake, ice cream, and poptarts. It'll be great.

Professional life. I fooled around writing some stuff this week, but nothing really major. I really need to get more time to invest in my leisure activities, but school keeps bogging me down. This doesn't really have anything to do with my prof. life, but I have to spend sunday and monday with me loser aunt. Ugh. Hopefully I can butter her up about christmas.

Peace, Love, Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah and Kwanzaa, and enjoy the winter solstice,

Imani

Yesterday my brother turned 18. He's such a lucky bastard, getting to move out and go to college after this year is finished. I can't stand school, as everyone already knows. Anyway, on Saturday I participated in my first debate tournament. I got my ass whipped. The other kids just beat the living hell out of me. I guess that what happens when you enter an oratorical competition and have a horrid speech impediment. On a brighter note, however, I wasn't a fat ass in comparison to the other kids. So basically, I was around the same size as everyone else. Coming form a person who used to be a lardy, that's huge.

My writing. I don't know. I haven't hit any strides lately. I'm thinking about writing something totally unorthodox for me. I think it should be okay.

Pace and Love,

Imani

What's up , guys? I haven't really been up to anything lately, just trying to pass school. It just sucks, y'know, because I just keep noticing how all these people around me are just the most inauthetic people. They're all just closet racists, and conservatives, and mosdt of them are so cruel. Behind these veneers of a preppy high school image it's just this open blank thing. Life is just depressing like that. On a brighter note, I got an Austrian pen pal named Marco. As it turns out, he has a twin and listens to the killers, which btw, I do too. That's too freaky, dude. But htose Austrians are some lucky bastards, 'cause they get to choose what kind of high school they go to based on their career interests. I wish I could do that.

My professional life. I've actually written something. It's called Boxcar, and it's about some kids in the 30s who are riding the rails and falling in love with one another. The girl, the protagonist, was raped before they decided to leave and the boy eventually becomes her lover. At the end I think they'll separate, but I'm not quite sure yet. It'll be good though.

Peace and Love,

Imani

As probably assumed by the title above, Barack Obama has won the bid for the '08 presidency. He's become the first black presidnet for one, but that's not the important part. Mr. Obama promises women reproductive freedom (fuck 'til we drop!), a pull-out from the war in Iraq as soon as possible, tax cuts for the middle class, and wil more liokely than not appoint many liberal judges onto the Supreme Court. So, people, this means that we'll soon be back in American technicolor. Besides that, alot of black kids will probably have some hope, and the all-white all-male legacy of presidents might be changing. One black man will hopefully lead to women, asian, latino, and arab americans into high seats of power across the land. All in all, I'm stoked. This makes this person happy, to know that my/our people came to this nation as slaves and have now infiltrated every seat of American power, from college to capitol hill, black faces are everywhere for a sight of visual diversity. But we need more internal diversity, including more differences of religion and of politics. So let the universe/God bless America. All gods, from the nature god to Allah to Jesus Christ. Save us.

My own personal life seems very insignificant now. But anyway, my life is really fucked up right now. I'm just so messed up right now in almost every possible way. I want to drop out of school so badly...ugh. My teachers get on my nerves so fucking much and my school is a total peice of hell. I mean, there's so much stuff going on right now, and I feel like I'm wasting my life here. I should be writing my shit full time, or making music somehow, or helping the sudanese refugees or the millions of girls and women out there being forced to do sex work in brothels around the way. It sucks, becaue I know my whole freaking life will be affected of the shit I'm in now, and I'm seriously a victim in the matter. I'm not whining, but just, like, damn.

My professinal life is nil, but I'll probably write sometihing soon.

Peace and Love,

PurpleDaze112