Thursday, February 14, 2008

   happy fuckin' valentine's day...
...also known as "corporations take advantage of stupid people" day #3

seriously. i hate this quasi-holiday.

it was fun in elementary school when we MADE the valentine's and ate junk food and goofed off instead of pay attention to a boring education. but I've never used this holiday to be like "oh i love you baby, here's a giant balloon."

ugh. it disgusts me.

anyway.

I thought I'd lost my debit card this morning and I was freaking out. as it so happens, I am an idiot. the card was in the ass-pocket of my grey jeans.

as for my grandfather, he will be having quadruple bypass surgery. because one side is 85% clogged, and the other 100%. also has COPD, wikipedia that. he's smoked for 60+ years and eats unhealthy stuff; it makes sense

my mom is flying out there friday to help out, and I swear I'm going to go off on SOMEBODY if she can drop everything to travel 1200 miles to help out, and they can't postpone just a little bit to travel 30 minutes out of the way. It pissed me the fuck off. it really did.

so anyway. that's that. take carethank you!
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

   more. More. MORE!
I like this commercial. it freaks me out. it's the comcast one where the chick sings.

anyway, not too much to say. I was good today; no drinking at all and I'm going to bed ON TIME!!! you should be super proud. mm hmm.



SO, this morning in my bio lab, while we were doing the experiment, we were just discussing horror films. I was surprised to hear that someone else has seen Eraserhead

Prior to that Biolab, which starts at 6 AM, I took a shower. I was sooo tired and still drunk, I sat down, and fell asleep. I woke up with 30 minutes til class almost drowned.

Thennnnn, at breakfast, I was traumatized by a bagel. I put it in the toaster, and when it popped up, I jumped about a foot, no lie.

After self defense class, I came in and passed out. Then I went to Japanese and had to deal with a multitude of idiots.

THEN I went bowling with Zack and Chris. My scores were 54 and 53. I royally suck. ^^

I called Antonio, and it was nice to talk to him. ^o^

then i went to the store with Derek and Erica. It was nice to go and be sober xD Sobriety has its bonuses.

I'll drink with Zack and Chris another time. Right now, they need to cut back, because Chris puked, and I have to focus on school.

still, I hope Chris doesn't have to quit school over his parents getting kicked out of their house =/

it sucks, making friends and losing them so fast

by the way, my grandfather isn't doing the greatest. we'll see what happens.thank you!
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

   let's play the brain-drain-drinking game!
I'm totally, completely, and utterly tired. Also, let's add in "stupid," "selfish," "foolish," "bad," and a few other choice words that aren't coming to my poor battered brain right now.

Basically, I got drunk last night, off only 3 beers. What the deuce??? Usually, it takes about 3 beers, but I was more trashed than I've been in quite a while.

On a monday fucking school night.

But I was okay. I'm an okay drunk. I passed out on poor Chris's bed, and I vaguely recall him fiddling with my hand, and Zack said he had to stop him from cuddling me. I remember this, yeah. "Stop it Chris. You'll regret it in the morning, and so will she. Chris, she has a boyfriend."

and Chris saying, "oh. you're right. Good thing you're here to mediate this."

and then poor Chris getting incredibly drunk, angry, and sad about his ex-girlfriend. I don't know her, but she made him cry, and that angers me.

nobody fucks with my friends =O

then, Chris threw up, a LOT. I held back his ridiculously long hair. tried not to vomit m'self as he puked. put him to bed and comforted him as a mother or big sister would. I fucking hummed him a lullabye.

then I came down to my room, talked to Becky and Derek, took a shower from which I woke up 30 minutes before class started. Lucky I didn't drown.

I survived class, but now I've got to go to the next one.

I feel so bad. I don't really like Chris like that, I love Antonio. I want Antonio, I miss Antonio, I need Antonio. Damn...I wish he were here.

Not drunk, just really tiredthank you!
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Monday, February 11, 2008

   dammit
Ok, another family fuckin' problem.

it's always the hearts. I'm not surprised, by any means, but my grandfather is in the hospital because his heart valves stopped working together. tomorrow (today) they are going to stop his heart and shock it to try to get it to work right.

I can't say it'll be okay, but i'm hoping. so hope for us, too.

I will be fine come what may. My family, on the other hand, may not be. I'm a very...unattached person in many cases. The only time I seriously cried over death was...my dog Harry when I was 10. But my mom is very attached to her family, so I worry about her.thank you!
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Thursday, February 7, 2008

   fun times
I've been staying up all night hanging out with people, particularly Chris, Zack, Ken, and Erica. I've become good friends with people in just a week. it's fantastic.

Last night, Chris, Zack, and I all got drunk and were running around all over the place. I fell off the pool table, we rolled around on the floor, etcetera, and it was great.

I'm having more fun here since I've forced myself to be sociable.

but don't worry, I'm not crazy into drinking or partying.thank you!
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Tuesday, February 5, 2008

   and you thought you were "hung"
I've become nocturnal. Nice thing about college is, you can do that sort of shit if you want.

I'll ellaborate more next post.

first thing is,

I was in Biology Lab, and the teacher had random animal videos playing. I just managed to hear that the male blue whale's penis is... 12 feet long. Not inches. feet.

Then, I looked at the screen (naturally, you hear about a 12 footer, you wanna see it), and...saw it. It was grotesque. Very purple and slimy and long and...ugh. gross.

Thennnnnnnnnn I heard the narrator say that male whales produce GALLONS of sperm.

sex is a disgusting thing.

i love it.

**dies**thank you!
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Sunday, February 3, 2008

   kyuuuu
I don't think it's that I have "bigger heart" than you, NaeNae. It's just that I knew Duncan, and Meaghun more. Not close friends, but they were always pretty nice and pretty cool.

anyway, moving on.

There. are. some. weird. ass. people. on this floor.

Ben likes me. He's 20, and Derek describes him as a "hobbit." he was drunk last night, annoying and smelly, and talking to me, kept saying gross sexual things. Normally, I'm all for innuendo, but this is outright, sick, and inappropriate, since I have made it absolutely clear I don't want that sort of relationship with him. Truth be heard, I don't want ANY SORT OF RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM. I fucking have a boyfriend, and even if i DIDN'T, I wouldn't want anything to do with him.



Anyway. But I spent til 9 in the morning playing pool with a bunch of guys. well, I played pool with Derek and bald dude and Chris and Ben and Ali and Amanda until Ali went to bed at like 1, Amanda left at like 3, bald dude left at like 3:30, Derek left at about 4. Then Chris and Ben and I were just sitting around in the lobby talking and watching tv.

I really like Chris. He's an interesting guy. we're actually similar; similar taste in music, movies, books, sense of humor, and liking animals more than people. Ben and Chris came up to my room so we could watch Kill Bill. Thank goodness Ben got tired and left about 4:30. Chris stayed, though, and we watched Kill Bill 1 and 2, talked, played cards, ate, and hung out. It was pretty nice ^^

and then I slept til 3 pm xD i woke up all sudden. Kinda like The Bride when she gets bit by that mosquito, and jerks awake. that was me.

it was pretty funny. then I went down to eat and I'm all sexy now, wearing my black/yellow trim pants, yellow fishnet shirt, and black tanktop. I look great doing my laundry like this ^^

jussssssst kidding! haha thank you!
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Saturday, February 2, 2008

   Duncan's Story...sorry for the sucky music

•°o.O♥ Meaghun & Duncan Crookston♥O.o°•



•°o.O♥ O.o°•



Here is a letter that his mother sent out to us to better tell you about the battle that Duncan fought, written the day of his passing.


Dear Friends and Family,
It is with great sadness I write to you today - Duncan passed away at 3:346 p.m. today after the decision was made to stop heroic measures. Duncan developed another infection over the past two days, the effects of which were causing him a great deal of pain and causing him to run a fever of 108* F overnight. The doctor who treated Duncan said he had never heard of anyone surviving such a high fever, and that normally the body did not allow itself to sustain such a high temperature for even 15 minutes, let alone the 2 hours Duncan suffered with it.

The doctor said it was an indication the hypothalamus of the brain, which regulates body temperature, was damaged. He also advised us even though Duncan survived, he would have permanent and widespread brain damage that would eventually cause his organ systems to fail, and that his kidneys were already dialysis dependent, and he was quickly becoming ventilator dependent. Meaghun and I were asked to make a decision, and we chose to allow Duncan to die a dignified and peaceful death, so he was given a morphine drip and taken off the ventilator. He died about 45 minutes later surrounded by his beautiful wife, his mother, his battle buddy Joe Mixson and the hospital chaplain he had come to know during his stay.

It is the closest thing to a "good death" one could ask for a young man who fought so hard and long, only to have the limits of his body betray him. Once we knew there was no chance of any sort of quality of life, we felt we could not ask this brave young man who lived life to its fullest to spend his remaining days hooked to machines with no chance of recovery.Words cannot express the gratitude we feel towards all those who offered support and prayer to Duncan and our families during the past 5 months. We can take away from this experience the knowledge that good people exist in this world, that evil is worth fighting or that reason, and Duncan was a proud example of a good person who did not stand by and allow it to flourish by doing nothing. Duncan would have been 20 years old tomorrow - he will be forever 19 now, and forever missed.

Love, Lee Crookston





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WASHINGTON, D.C. – U.S. Representative Diana DeGette (D-CO) today released the following statement on Private First Class Duncan C. Crookston, who died late last week from complications resulting from injuries sustained in Iraq:

“Private First Class Duncan C. Crookston served his country with great honor and distinction. It is a tragedy when someone with such a bright future loses their life so young. His service to our country is greatly appreciated by Coloradoans and Americans nationwide.

“I want to personally thank his family and extend my heartfelt condolences to them for their loss.”
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Duncan will be missed but Never Forgotten.
♥




His funeral will be held this Saturday @ The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints

2710 S. Monaco Parkway (yale and monaco)

Service @ 11am

Burial @ Fort Logan

...:Come pay your respects to a fallen hero, friend and classmate. All is welcome:...












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sorry. I'm sad for Duncan and Meaghun...and their families. It's weird to think that someone I went to school with is gone forever in the flesh, though not in spirit or memory.

Duncan and Meaghun's story is so sweet. They dated from 10th grade, or so, and were so nice for each other. It's not fair. Death is fair, but Duncan's life was just beginning. He made the choice to join the army, but...it's so sad. it's really sad.

he died the day before he turned 20, too. Sorry. This is just sad. Since I can't go to his funeral, I'm posting this to maybe pass on his memory. thank you!
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