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October 25th, 2004

03:37 pm - O Hallows Eves I can’t wait till Halloween. It’s another reason to get drunk on the weekend. My sister and I have decided to buy a bottle of tequila, and dress up as the opposite sex. She said today that she wants to dress up as KKK members, but even for me that’s taking it a little far. I might change my mind though. So if you see a man in a white hood with a picket sign, it’s not a revolution, just a silly nigger. I’d much rather wear a hot pink skirt and get highly inebriated. If anyone else wants to hang out, you’re more than welcome to. A drunken, cross-dressing, Haitian is a great thing, trust me. Current Mood: anxious Current Music: Nas-The World is yours

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September 18th, 2004

01:53 pm - Bunsen...let the truth be told South Africa's passed laws seem to be inculcating (influencing) the staff here at Taravella, we should be beginning to feel like a black male during the mid 60’s in the Republic of South Africa at night; SUBSERVIENT. Subservient to the faculty (teachers not included), which seems to be discreetly taxing us, raping us of our rights, and building tension by trying to scare us with the threat of referrals. The only time I knew liberation of any sort during the caustic hours of being scorched with vocabulary skills, scientific methods, and quadratic inequalities, has now grown to inundate my rights as a student to purchase products as I please and visit parts of campus where I can find solitude from the multitudes. The question I keep asking is: Where is our Nelson Mandela, our martyr, or are we going to have to take "The Long Walk to Freedom" ourselves? The seed for this subversion was planted last school year, with the whole dilemma of trash. From here, this deficient seed soon grew rich in nutrients and sprouted roots. The totalitarian we call our Principle most likely figured the following; "What they don't know won't hurt them." knowing that the new entrants to our school would be ignorant to the fact that their rights were stripped before they even had the chance to familiarize themselves to these rights. Try walking down the hallway to simply get a book from your locker, you're guaranteed to be harassed by faculty, the result of this flourishing plant of oppression, "Hey, what are you doing by your locker over here?" "What does it look like!? I'm getting a book out of my locker so I don't receive a detention for coming to class unprepared!” Try going out somewhere to be with yourself, you'll be ordered inside with the rest of the cattle. They're setting us up too, putting vending machines in areas of the school where you can be deliberately hassled for purchasing a drink. I went to the now $1.25 (It was one dollar last year.) beverage machine, with two slices of pizza in hand, purchased my overpriced soft drink, the security guard then barks something similar to the following "You know you can't have that pizza in here, and as a matter of fact, you shouldn't even have that Dr. Pepper down here either. "Get into the cafeteria, now." Being the rebel that I am, I responded "Why do you guys even have this overpriced vending machine down here then!?" This prompted him to ask my name, wanting to avoid punishment for questioning authority; I gave it to him with a tone of fear, thinking he has scared me, and was now in dominance, he let me go. This price inflation of the beverage vending machines was also a mystery to me. I thought it may have been inflation, but realized that would be silly. I consulted "Spanky", I asked him if it was a direct result of greed or inflation or a combination of the two, he seemed to concur it was the combination of our schools capitalist greed and inflation. I did a bit further searching into this, and thanks to Tony, our vending supplier, I found out that all of the students who purchase from these machines are being taxed by our football team and other extracurricular activities .25 cents. WHEN DID WE CONSENT TO PAYING FOR SOMETHING WE DON'T SUPPORT! It's like when George Bush Sr. gave Osama Bin Laden billions of taxpayer’s dollars for the Taliban. IT JUST DOES NOT MAKE SENSE. The fact that we're banned from bringing our own bottled water to school is yet another perfect example of how our own school is working against us. They're trapping us and expect us to accept it. Oppressions growth will soon be obstructing a beautiful horizon for the students of Taravella in the years preceding mine, unless of course, we do something about this uncontrollably, controllable foliage of subjugation. So in conclusion, it is up to the underclassmen to become uniform- by putting aside their cultural differences- prune this vegetation of subversion and fight for their right to have access to their locker and have time to themselves, not be herded like cattle into a cafeteria where they'll be restricted and overseen. So in the not-so-subtle words of Zach De La Rocha "Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Your anger is a gift." -Auston Bunsen Current Mood: restless Current Music: Notorious B.I.G.-Gimmie da loot

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August 30th, 2004

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July 6th, 2004

10:50 pm - Officer of the law If we have not chilled this summer, we have to a.s.a.p. Seems that I will be moving to New York when the summer ends. I had a really fucked up night. Every thing that could have gone wrong…did. Kevin Ajay John and I were at Jill’s house getting ready to go to McDonalds. I owed Kevin 25 bucks from earlier in the year and now that I had money I decided to pay him back. I had two fifty’s so I gave him one and was going to get change later. As we were walking to McDonalds a cop crept up behind us. The cop said something about a break in somewhere in my neighborhood and asked if we knew anything about it. We said “no” and he said that he wanted to search us to make sure. We had no problem with it, because we knew this was some racist ass shit. When you’re a minority you learn to deal with stupid shit like cops. So the cop searched us and found two empty bags on John and I. Then he changed his story from a breaking and entering to reports of people smoking. He tried to get on our case and asked us if we were smoking. He said that because the bag smelled of weed that we could be arrested. THE BAGS WERE COMPLETELY EMPTY. He said some other bullshit and tried to take down our numbers. No one would give their parents cell phone number. I personally gave him my sister’s number, because I knew she could handle this type of shit. The cop knew he had nothing on us so was about to let us go. Only, my mother calls and says she’s on her way. Five minutes later my Haiti-ass mother shows up and flips out. Black people are normally loud, but Haitians are worse. The cop told her all the bullshit he was telling us, and my mother took it, and ran with it. All of this wouldn’t be so bad if half my family wasn’t visiting from New York. My Grandmother, Grandfather, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, like a whole god damn family reunion. My mother broke into the house and started her Haitian version of the story. Translated to English: “You guys will not believe what Jeffrey just did. He’s fighting cops, breaking into houses, and they found him with a bag full of weed. I don’t know what to do with him, I swear I don’t.” Then I went into the house and tried to explain my self, I was doing well until one of my aunts spoke up. Aunt: Where did he get money to buy that? Grandma: I gave him $100.00 Aunt: How much money do you have? I pull out 50 bucks. I get stares from everyone in there. (Jesus things can’t get any worse) I then get a 2-hour talk from the family. What do they decided to do with me…PACK UP NIGGA, your moving to New York. I love cops. Current Mood: depressed Current Music: Wu-Tang-C.R.E.A.M

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June 23rd, 2004

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June 1st, 2004

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May 23rd, 2004

09:48 pm Happy Birthday Jeffrey Current Mood: happy Current Music: Rage Against the Machine-Calm like a bomb

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May 11th, 2004

06:18 pm - The Catcher in the Rye sucks! Today was a really good day. I finally got out of I.S, after 6 days in there I’m sure I will not mind attending regular classes. The 7th hour teacher (Mrs. Botkins) told me I’m there more than she is. She told me I should be put on pay roll. I gave her the finger when I walked out. Today is also my sisters 18th birthday. We use to be the siblings that hated each other, but now we found some sort of common ground and although we would never say it, we love each other very much. I’m glad I was able to afford a gift to give her. She really liked it too. Even though it’s her birthday, instead of going out she played a game of basketball with me. I should of let her win because it’s her birthday, but I’m a guy and something like that can’t happen. I need a job!!! I want this HandyCam thing for my birthday, and it’s 24 dollars a month. It cost 1,000 dollars, but I’m sure with a job I’ll be able to pay it off. Any ideas? P.S. 12 days till my birthday. Current Mood: happy Current Music: The Roots-The Session

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May 9th, 2004

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