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champ It's been a while. Here's the update. So, I competed in a slam and won myself a spot in the finals for the ucsc slam poetry team. And then on wednesday night I competed in finals and i FUCKING ROCKED!!!! I got the highest score in the first round out of twelve of the best santa cruz poets. I went last and I got the first ten of the night. Everyone went nuts. Then my second poem sucked, but somehow I made it to the top four and now I am a team member of the first ever uc santa cruz slam team. I am a slam poet biatch. What? What? Tomorrow there is a valentines day party and I have an inkling that it might turn into some sort of weird orgy. And I don't know how I feel about that because once I become one of those guys that goes to orgies, I feel like I would have to start wearing different clothes, and acting differently, and I would have to have some sort of sexual innuendo nickname. And I would have to get a silk robe and start smoking a pipe. I don't even like smoking pipes. But you should have seen me at the slam. I was so awesome. You totally wish you were there. But you weren't cause you suck. We might be competing in nationals at berkeley. I can't believe this shit. I started writing slam two months ago. What the fuck? ----- - - 6:32 p.m. , January 29, 2005 personal empowerment - 9:48 p.m. , January 12, 2005 jaksdf - 7:22 p.m. , December 19, 2004 the break up - 11:08 p.m. , December 16, 2004 fists of rage - 6:28 p.m. , December 13, 2004 |