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La Verita
I am a half kuwaiti/half american girl living in Kuwait. I am perpetually suspended in the granite hollow that fills the space between two worlds... Not quite who I am, not quite who I want to be... Cat-lover, poet, music-nut. I currently hold a PHD in both BS and Smartass. In short, I pitch my tent in the median of life..


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Sunday, January 08, 2006
Dashboard Confessional: Episode 2: the way we are....


I miss my shoes....
I miss open-toe season....
My feet are getting claustrophobic....

...................... Does that make me shallow? ..............................

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Date: 27th of December 2005
Time: 9:30 in the p.m.
Location: My room.. temporary haven of books, Museum of Sex paraphenelia and pink sunsets...

It's true.. Caldwell & Thomason were right. Time really does push at our backs like a centrifuge...

Now, I'm not entirely sure what a centrifuge is, but I imagine it to be this large, oversized, somewhat stumpy looking entity that continuously pokes me in the back, urging me to move forward...

Only his urging doesn't dawn on me until I've taken that step forward and look behind to see how far I've come... or not come, as it were...


Back home, you don't feel time go by,
Here, we have nothing, but time....


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I won't be satisfied till I'm under your skin....

-Layla


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Krispiyaaa dear shfeeeeeech?
I was going to explain what a centrifuge was too, but 7tenths beat me to it. But I dont think thats the kinda centrifuge they meant. There must be another meaning.
Anyway malich shogul bil nasty old centrifuge o golela "Shtaaaby inta? Mafeek 9abir? Il7as ilzoliya!"
Tara time is a good thing dear, make use of it. You don't know how lucky you are.
 


Oh and where is episode 1?
I miss open shoe season too!
My feet are also getting claustrophobic.
I don't recognise them anymore, always covered up in socks or shoes.
 


7eveno> I can always count on u to give me Webster's version of whatever a word means!! 7adik faathy by the way and u should " il7as i zoooooliya!!" ... that phrase is totally catching on by the way... I'm impressed :D

DR> 7abeebty intay wallah! Thanx for the support hun! and I love how u relate to my nostalgic feet problem! ;)
 


oh my ,,, guurl ur in new york and im stuck in freakin Q8 !


believe me GOD must`v loved you !
 


BB> Thanx.. I'm feeling a bit bummed out because I'm leaving New York in a couple of days... you know what they say...

"Leaving new york never easy, I saw the light fading out..."
 
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