THERE IS NO TIME FOR ENTERTAINMENT.

There is only time for work, all work and no play makes the pixie a dull girl. However, entertainment is not the name of the game this weekend. The numb was nice while it lasted, but Lou broke me Friday. I could kill him for it as I sit here with my term papers unwritten and the text books paragraphs swimming before my eyes.
Feminism for black women is different because of the inseperablility of the constructions of race, gender, and class ...
He left me. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? Shit... I love him... God I'm a bitch... And why the hell hasn't the boy called back. No, I take that back he called. I wish my spending time with his friends made him jealous. He probably doesn't even know... whatever, he's a sweet enough guy. Nice for cuddling ...
So if you're lonely, you know I'm here waiting for you... and if you leave here, you leave me broken shattered and ... I'm just a... I know I won't be leaving here, with you ...
Back to feminist theory: multiculturalism. moral realtivism. Pope Benedict whatever... the billiken guy... Nazi, Hitler youth, Mitch Hedberg is dead; I could be dead too. Bleeding... maybe I shouldn't have stopped it. I should see a dr... I should have more sex...
God it would be nice to be lost in an embrace.... drowned in kisses and salty tastes and sweat... pushed in and rough. Nothing can cure the soul like the senses.
Steady on. Keep it together. Hulla will be great. Keep it together, don't break, it's gonna be fine you can do this. It's only the end of the world: it was a long time coming. It's better this way you know it deep down... everything will be okay.
Bend the peices like they fit, but they weren't meant for this. No, they weren't meant for this.
Such a fuckign hypocrite. You sell the boy such shit - the dreams he needs to hear, the encouragement, the idealism to keep him going. Such a load of shit and worst of all you can't even call him and make him sell it back to you. If you do that you'll be gone for good and that would be bad. All of this is bad. Eitherway you've got nothing.
I wanna dance until the sun goes down, dance until the world goes round and round ... I'm a raver can't you see ... do you wanna rave all night with me?
Next weekend will make up for missing out on this weekend... Dancing will be great even if you don't get some pills. A roll is probably the worst thing int he world right now: but you know damn well how much you need to feel it. Or maybe just slip into the other boy's house.... into his bed and get lost in his touch. He'd do it and you know it...
Where is Dave? Where is my mind? Where is my love? Why won't my phone ring?

There is no time for entertainment. Get to work. You need to be serious.
Do you think you're better off alone...