She was tripping on LSD, 15 years old. I told her she was crazy for doing that shit at school. “It's to hostile of an environment,” I said. We were in the bathroom smoking cigarettes.
I remembered the first time she'd tried LSD it was at my house. I told her there were sharks in my waterbed she wouldn’t get on it after that. I told her that the angel on my wall was real and she touched it and called it pretty. I had a balloon with a face painted on it sitting on my shelf. She touched it and it fell lightly to the floor. She sat down cried, saying “I killed it, I killed it.”
Then my Mama was at the door I was talking to her in the hall and a cricket passed by. Mama shouted "oh kill it kill it" so Courtney ran to the hall and she was crying again saying "oh no no Mrs. Brasington, don't kill it, don't kill it!” My Mama laughed and said “Courtney yer so silly” and then she walked on down the hall.
Into the bathroom came Mrs. Fergi with the one limp hand and a great love for jesus, she taught me art, I reckon. She came with a warning “get out they are coming, they will catch you, hurry up.” So we left the bathroom that day.

I live in a hole. The hole smells like tuna because tuna is all that I eat and I’m saving the cans to use for virgin sacrifice. I have 52 virgins in my back pocket. You had better not try to deflower my virgins because their dicks would fall off inside of you and get stuck. If a doctor were to try and remove the virgin’s detached member from your snatch, bootyhole, or throat, the detached member would bite the doctor's hand off destroying his career. This is not very pleasant so I just recommend that you stay away from them.
If you happen the be the spirit of air feel free to take the virgins because they are meant for you anyway. You can take them home and use them as a display on your mantle or whatever.

I was so hung over this morning and I felt like shit because I burned a hole in the carpet and kept soyeon out later than I should have. I need to learn to handle myself better i think.
My friend Joy has been talking to me about an installation idea that was inspired by seeing a shitload of afro-american lawn statues when she drove from Ga to Flordia. This got me to wondering about it and here is a page that explains why they exist. It's pretty sad, about a 12 yr old who froze to death.

I need to get rich by the time i'm 30. I want 6 kids by 6 guys at some point so i need money for that. I think i;ve got what it takes with the art making thing i just need to become more organized, yep.

my home computer is so fucked. I think I erased some file I shouldn't have so I'm typing up here at school. It's sad I don't have spell check here so you'll have to forgive my errors. I've got to get ready for this first year MFA review tomorrow. I'm a little nervous about that. I'm going to show my Baubo haha, yes...