04/09/04 11:48 - ID#34715

The Elevator Stops Here

I think all you guys have been hearing this show many times. Please don't get feeling tired of hearing this, Please.

Here is the poster for the show.
Check it out.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

04/09/04 08:23 - ID#34714

an attempting.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

04/08/04 03:09 - ID#34713

Well,

Well, I tried to correct my english whatever I've wrote here on Elmwoodstrip.
Sometimes, I write something randomly whatever comes up to me. So, I don't usually care of my english or grammer whenever I try to write something here.

Then later around, I read them again and find out my poor english. God damn it.
Sometimes, I say myself, "I don't wanna bother it, it's okay, this is a journal thing" then, very soon later, I start to wonder "how many people have read my journal?" like that. Oh well.

I need to sleep. I want to write something, but I need to sleep again.
I have a class at 9:30. I'm always late for that class. My group people are getting to hate me late.

SJ

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Location: Buffalo, NY

04/06/04 04:32 - ID#34712

Okay

I've been out of my mind. Well, I think I am all the time.

I went to homedepot with Robin today.
- Robin has been sick and she seemed little watching my face today because I told her that she is so young by what she was saying to me the other night- Actually, it doesn't really matter to me.

Anyway, while waiting for Robin getting some stuff for her installation, I was looking up at the entrance of the homedepot and imagining people I know coming up to me. There were my co-worker, ex-boyfriends, and my neice and nephew.

Well, I got little sentimental by what I was doing there. I can't see them here in Buffalo. They are in somewhere else right now. We are all alive in somewhere else, but we can't see each other.

My co-worker. I could tell people that I loved him so much but I never told him.
I knew he knew that, but he also never brought it or asked me either.

I kept seeing him coming towards me over and over at homedepot in the priod of times we worked together about 8 years ago. As soon as I got the office, he always called me "Hey Designer, I need this" I always replied him,"hey I need a coffee first" I kind of seemed to ignore him.

I used to call and tell him how tough my life is here in Buffalo when I got here first time. At the time, I felt that I am like a baby. He was very nice to me all the time. Sometimes he entertained something for me with jokes. Ah I miss him so much. I know I loved him.

Well, I need to go to bed right now.. Stop thinking.

SJ

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Location: Buffalo, NY

04/04/04 07:35 - ID#34711

We Lost One Hour..

oh no..
we lost one hour again. I was gonna sleep little more.. then I can go to school around 8 pm to do something.

but, I can't go back to sleep again because it is 7:30 pm.. it's not 6:30 pm.
Fuck it.

It always makes me confused.

Hum.

SJ

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04/04/04 03:03 - ID#34710

Attention Please.

Well, I was surfing internet and found out a website maintained by North Korea.

It is an on-line card game website, but it's so funny. There are 4 language options on the top menus. Try it to enjoy if you want.

www.jupae.com

I was trying to write something for their bulletin board , but it did't go through.
Oh well.

But, I can't believe my eyes right now.

SJ

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03/27/04 03:08 - ID#34709

Emptiness

There is me.

There is you.

There is nobody.

There is no me.

There is no you.

There is everybody

There is me.

There is no you.

There is memory.

There is no me.

There is you.

There is nothing.

---SJ

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Location: Buffalo, NY

03/24/04 12:43 - ID#34708

Things.

Things that I'm involved drive me crazy these days. I had a problem with my car over the spring break. And I had another problem with my cell phone today.
Well, everything is okay now. But, something tells me that if I wouldn't have these things for living in Buffalo, I could be okay..? I don't know.
Well, I haven't called people up that much for a while, but I don't feel comfortable without my cell phone. I have to have it all the time. It's weird, but it makes me feel safe. Well, it doesn't make sense but it makes me feel that way.

I wanted to do my electoric art project about my cell phone. Well, we are doing something about the cell phones. But I had a different idea of that. I think I'm just gonna make a video about it. Hum.

What a lazy girl I am these days. I gotta get over my emotional stress. I was very a workholic when I was in Korea. Only work, work. So, I was very grumpy if I couldn't sleep well. I didn't have enough sleep every day. My mom used to make everybody sure not to wake me up whenever I was in the bed. Everybody had to be very quiet at home because of me. (Sounds like I'm a queen at home, Huh?) I had very a bad insomnia, neckache, and stomacheache from my work. Now, I think my health is pretty okay but I'm becoming too lazy.

Need to get back to work. Be smart all the time..

SJ

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03/24/04 12:29 - ID#34707

The Elevator Stops Here.

Please check it out.

The Elevator Stops Here

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Location: Buffalo, NY

03/08/04 02:09 - ID#34706

that's me.

"you seem the same as always, and being you, hate every minute of it. Don't Learn to say 'Fuck You' to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worring, looking over your shoulder, wondering; doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, gasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, rumbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just Do"

From Eva Hesse's book.

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