According to the Princeton Review,
The top 10 party schools for 2004 are:

1. University of Colorado
2. University of Wisconsin-Madison
3. Indiana University
4. University of Illinois
5. Washington and Lee University
6. University of Texas-Austin
7. The University of the South
8. DePauw University
9. Saint Bonaventure University
10. University of Florida

heh...

"Distance does not make you falter,
now, arriving in magic, flying and finally,
insane for the light,
you are the butterfly and you are gone.

And so long as you haven't experienced this:
to die and so to grow,
you are only a troubled guest of the dark earth."
-Goethe

it's that tenuous violin rhapsody again on the empty street strange epiphanous note climbs towards you like jack's giant beanstalk floats above smooth grey cobblestones curls around and wraps you up in its discord and the wind swirls by howling in your ears because you're the only person around to listen to it it's that melancholy scene again on the grey impassive street and for some reason you're the only living being another war torn neighborhood after the tanks have rolled through

nothing left but a stone heart clattering down this blood-stained path

feel like i should say something about college...uh all i've got is that i'm just happy that i'm not home anymore. that's it. maybe my lack of responsiveness is cuz i've already had a year of it.

oh, i know. though this may not be anything new, so many white people!!! eek. and they're all the same what else...lake's nice, campus is nice, downtown is nice, room's nice, roommate's nice, too nice almost. she's got no freakin personality...heh i like my peepo come wit a little spice, if ya kna whaam sayin?
hate it when people use the word "nice" like i just did. it says absolutely nothing about what you're alking about. it's such a wussy word.
bought a loft this morning and installed it myself. they were gonna charge me $15 to install it! bought my books, i'm so poor now! won't matter, though cuz this semester's gonna kill me anyway. there's a thought, how shall i die? will i perish under the weight of a pile of books? or will i jump off the top of this building in despair during finals week? will attempting to cram all that information into my tiny brain cause a hemmorrhage? or perhaps i'll go in an indirect way. my parents will annihilate me after they see my grades this semester. oy that's probably most likely...
not much else goin on. bought most of my books, took a lotta pictures of the lake, on my way to that freshman fifteen...actually, screw freshman fifteen, for me it'll be more like freshman fifty.

ay, roma...a city still living in its past.

saw whale rider yesterday. was a decent movie, though somewhat predictable. pretty scenery, and whales! it was interesting to see how the plight of the natives in new zealand parallels exactly the plight of natives here. and probably, what natvies all over the world are going through. pretty damn depressing, but what's there to do about it?

saw jen, didn't really talk much though.

i'm spinning out of control. too many things, people, places that i want. i've been trying to grab onto something just to have a foothold somewhere, but i'm slipping through the cracks. nothing's responding.

agh! so many things to say and do...where the hell do i start?

i miss duluth
going to rome on thursday, which reminds me - i've gotta book my flight and figure out where i'm goin an shit
coming back on monday,
leaving for new york city tuesday (also gotta book my flight and figure what i'm gonna do and where i'm gonna stay)
don't know when i'm coming back from nyc...maybe a week?
gotta pack for school and
eventually move all my shit to school (definitely own too many material things...it's disgusting)
still gotta unpack and repack from duluth
i miss duluth. it's amazing how you can get attached to certain places. or, as someone likes to say, "form a relationship with it" don't know if i'd go that far, but it's close. and the people...i'm an honorary ojibwe member :) but i knew this is how it would turn out, right? from the beginning i knew that there were thing i'd never seen, people i've never met, things i've never done. and i knew i'd come out a better person.
gotta find a job for the school year
my roommate...she sounds so freakin white. i didn't really have a problem with white people until i visited madison. "madison is such a diverse campus! it will really open my mind" um sorry, hunny, madison is mostly white, and your mind must be pretty tightly closed. it's like some white people don't know how to deal with us, they've never seen anybody like us before, they forget we're still human beings. amazing, isn't it?

ugh ok, enough negativity, where the hell does it all come from? is it just festering inside of me? when did i become so petty?

where there's ying there's yang, two conflicting realms i was sucked into your vortex and now i'm just spinning chaotically no center and no purpose forever errant i won't judge you but maybe you want to be judged my stereotype is your type don't we all fit so nicely into a box what is and what isn't who's to say my reality isn't your reality take a second and then a third guess but it's all relative