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from hampshire to heaven's gate
how the millenium comes violently. that book saved my life friday night. hampshire college, what a mistake. especially when your piss is on fire. but really, it was the last night there, so what did i think? its not like i know anyone there anymore, and even when i did, it still was collegey and weird. i totally remembered why i started doing dope in the first place. it felt weird, and because i had the worst UTI known to man, i was stuck inside a mod while everyone was out getting wasted. not unlike my hampshire days, or the end of my hampshire days. i thought, "maybe i should suck it up and go party....nahhhh." the voices i heard in the distance were very familar. they were very loud and very drunk and very retarded. how the millenium comes violently truly saved my life. from jonestown to heaven's gate...get it? we heard this conversation going on, one guy and one girl: "what are you doing right now?" "i don't know. going to bed. what are you doing?" "I dont know. i'm not tired. what do you feel like doing..." we were like, "JUST FUCK HER AND SHUT UP!" its so funny how at hampshire everyone wants to fuck each other but they're all too scared to do it. they're all too nerdy and awkward and arty nerd from high school who dont know how to make out. we went around looking for little jesse's and little duster's and little erin kelly's and lesley's, but you can't find that at hampshire. those kids are hiding out. being magical without our input or influence. trust me though, they do exist. we went to 100 and yelled at the kids in there. "DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING LEGENDARY THIS PLACE IS?" they either knew, or didn't know, but they had streamers up and no furniture and bottles of pbr everywhere. erin said it looked like circus mod. wrong color streamers though. we would've had more color. i bought a six pack of o'doules and drank one and said, "why?" and smashed the rest. o'doules are made fer smashin. remind me never to go back there again. i can never go back to hampshire college. ever ever ever ever again. never. ps-remember the time they spray-painted the sign so it read hampshire "college"? classic wackiness!
3:45 p.m. - 2004-05-23
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