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from choose-life :
buzz. why are u moving on?
from solarlab :
buzz.
from dataguy :
i called you but it didn't work
from solarlab :
you're more than ok.
from sls :
seeing that you added me to your favorites made my night :)
from solarlab :
did you just call me spooktacular? yeah, i think you did. rock right back atcha.
from lastboss :
i remember the good old days where things weren't as complicated but we didn't know how to deal with them at all. we fell as though we've progressed so much but as we learn more and more about how to cope with life's little issues, new ones crop back up to surprise and challenge us, which can seem irksome in the present but in time we can come to appreciate them as the little adventures they have been while worrying about, oh, back pain or some other new thing we've yet to realize the beauty in.
from solarlab :
i so wish we had met while you were here but we will. happy birthday, with love. from me.
from emegon :
dear, i am calling you tomorrow or maybe the day after, but i want you to know that the day after you wrote about smiling to strangers, I wrote the same in our journal. I have received it and we are taking long walks around campus. I think I will hand it back to you in person in 10 days! November 4th I shall see you in the city. (Yes, that is a truthful sentence. I cannot stand it!)
from solarlab :
please find me in NY. pretty please. i'll send you my phone number in tribe.
from emegon :
hey dear. I fall into the true friend category, right? I think I may call you soon. I miss you. Any luck with the journal? I started a draft of a letter for you. I also want to confess something but not here. Oh, and I don't feel it's very fair for me to not be sharing voyeuristic journals with you if I'm gonna be reading yours. I'm now churnsermon on lj...if you're interested.
from reader-mg :
sometimes i wish i could move small objects around just by concentrating on it really hard
from solarlab :
hahaha. i battled you with agility and won. i battled you with intelligence and LOST. i guess we tie for strength.
from solarlab :
damn behbeh, you already IS a writer. good for you!!!
from solarlab :
give me your email address, i will send you my china address. and then i will delete the post of your email so you wont get spammed. write (youremailname)AT(hotmailoryahooorwhateve)DOTcom so you don't get spam. trust me. i'll figure it out.
from solarlab :
if you want to talk...
from solarlab :
you just amaze me sometimes. i don't really know what in particular this time. but you just do.
from reader-mg :
right here.
from solarlab :
ah hahahah. way to be on the same page. quite literally. i JUST read and finished kavalier and clay LAST WEEK. awesome. all i could think about was how i was going to make and co-star in the movie. i'm no rosa. but i am ego-centric!
from indie-anna :
let's do it! we can have band practice at my place. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
me love chuna. that's you. <3 xo.
from solarlab :
brilliant lady. happy belated birthday, capricorn!! may your life be filled with adventure, challenge,LOVE LOVE LOVE, depth, amazement, amusement, and lots of heavy petting. on saturday, i turn 31. a prime number!
from indie-anna :
happy birthday sweet pea. <3 xo.
from reader-mg :
happy new year!
from solarlab :
in 5 years i will smell like titanium, lavender, and sweet sweat. you had better keep breathing so we are around to smell each other's ascension. life keeps getting better. i PROMISE. xo.
from girl101 :
glad you exist love. are you living deep? xo, xo.
from indie-anna :
i thought it was hilarious, dear. baaaah... <3 xo.
from solarlab :
oh you are NO kid.
from soursaurus :
gee whiz. i just love you mullet head.
from solarlab :
but mostly you DO know. i know you know.
from soursaurus :
oh oh. i know that feeling. like wearing a turtleneck and forgetting. or a puffy jacket. trying to take that off in a crowded room but everyone 's booty dancing you. and you can't get it over your shoulders. not that i personally know. (honest) sourpony.
from paperfriend :
---crediting my pseudoartistic personality for most of my social deficiencies and quirks-- that was very profound. the way we romanticize our inadequices, when really that is all they are.
from indie-anna :
oh my dear girl! i am so sad. i can't come tonite - i forgot that i'm going to a dinner party at my friend's place. but i'm sending you wishes of luck. i also owe you a cupcake. you'll be fantabulous. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
i will see you there. it's right down the street from my apart-a-mante. i'll be the girl with the cupcake. <3 xo.
from needlehey :
the most truth that fits into binding is gary lutz's "stories in the worst way." i have hundreds of other suggestions, but that is my all-time favorite. if you don't like it, i shouldn't be one of your favorites because it's something i've come to believe in. believing in anytrhing is really hard, especially after what could of been your guardian angel stabs himself in the chest and you just listen to roman candle on repeat, cursing yourself for never knowing him.
from echopunk :
David Foster Wallace: A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never do again (a collection of essyas and arguments); David Berman: Actual Air; Flora Schreiber: Sybil; Lester Bangs: Pychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung; Jimmy Corrigan the Greatest Boy on Earth (which is this beautiful graphic novel)...You should also listent to Jim O'Rourke's Insignificance. Did you get my note? ~j
from kimuchi :
try "lucky in the corner" by carol anshaw
from onepinksock :
i've got a thousand billion book suggestions if you are into young adult fiction. just leave me a note what genre you are into, and i'll let the suggestions start flyin.
from crapstein :
i agree with the yesterdays and tomarrows
from indie-anna :
if you take a trip to georgia, take me with you. if you want a party, come to mine tonite. <3 xo.
from soursaurus :
oh silly chuna. it's because the "crazies" don't do that small talk, uncomfortable get to know you, block wall shit that the normals do. "they" make way better friends than most.
from neptunian :
adorable =)
from haberdasher :
sarah! way too obvious. my vote is for tame.
from indie-anna :
my suggestion: "here comes yr man". <3 xo.
from paperfriend :
hello. i noticed you added me to your favorites list. that is nice of you. tell me a little about yourself. christopher
from echopunk :
I got it!!!You are wonderful and I'm sending you a letter to tell you just how much. Every bit of it was great, and your article about political stuff made me smile wryly. Thank you ever so much.
from evetron4000 :
[for what it's worth] I don't hate you. Not even a teeny tiny bit.
from crapstein :
hmmmmm, you miss junior high? I don't think I've ever met anyone who has uttered those words. Anyways, you I don't think are strong enough for me to explain it.
from echopunk :
not yet, my dear, but I also havent been home yet. let us be virtuous in our patience. how is life?
from kimuchi :
ha! gasp! mee too!! (clicking on that person's banners, and leaving!)
from crapstein :
Where does one find beautiful people like me? Near the intersection of Montrose and AShland...
from indie-anna :
OHHHHHHHHH MANNNNNNN!! i totally forgot about the movie! :'( the past week has been something like THE WEEK FROM HELL, and it completely slipped my mind. dang it. hope you had fun. next time, miss, next time. <3 xo.
from omorfia :
i can't even remember how i found you now, but you are lovely! your words are lyrical and true. Hello :)
from echopunk :
i am so giddy with anticipation. 3 I cobb lane Middletown ny 10940. Sigh, ira. you, my dear, are full of all sorts of awesomeness.
from crapstein :
I've been looking for a job since Feb. with no luck........Arghhh
from indie-anna :
the movie in the park this tuesday being rear window, my favourite movie of all time. i'll be there. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
awww, them kidz at leona's sho' is sweet. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
'cause when you're standing oh so near... i kinda lose my mind, yeah... <3 xo. (solar totally stole my flava." ;)
from solarlab :
i guess you're...just what i needed.
from solarlab :
i mean...<3. i love you sounded so forward. it's better to mask it in a symbol [wink].
from solarlab :
i'm glad you're alive. and word up on the number 17. it likes to follow me around sometimes. no no. don't ever hate me. i love you.
from haberdasher :
thank you. i wish i was writing more. soon i will. the fall is a prolific time, and sadly the summer is drawing to a close.
from indie-anna :
17 was one'a my favourite ages. :) & dude! the drivers in this city are fucking morons. i got hit on dividion by a lady eating a big mac. TWICE. she hit me once and came back for more. i hear in amsterdam bikes rule the roads and drivers are the ones who hafta watch out. a-fucking-men. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
it's alright, dear, sweet chuna, it's alright. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
i did otis redding two nites ago. <3 xo.
from maxg :
i heard something might be happening. also, i saw your name and number on my caller id and i called back but there was no answer, maybe some other time.
from tastic :
Nearly every time a rainstorm is ending, I get a call from my gramma telling (and describing) a lovely rainbow occuring in Lincoln Park, that is visible from her, and theoretically, my window. I usually can't see it (I blame science and terrorists), so I rely on her descriptions.
from haberdasher :
i'm here. i'm here.
from emegon :
I keep noticing that as soon as I post, you've just posted something too. Simultaneous gay angst posts this time. Sorry.
from loungeact333 :
hi. i love your diary. you signed my tag board thing with "oh yeah, you're hot". i'm not sure if it was supposed to be funny, sarcastic, or whatever, but I visited your diary and it's great stuff. hope you come back to mine again some time. I love your taste in music and other stuff, too. Take care and keep in touch.
from soursaurus :
oh dear chuna..i gave myself a haircut..the one where you can't stop cutting shorter then necessary..and then it traveled..i was this close to cutting my armpit hair. what then. bald i would have been.......eeewwww.
from lovemeknots :
ooops. :) i'm signed in under the wrong name. you know where to find me. ;)
from lovemeknots :
heehee. that's so funny. & cute. i once saw a girl walking down the street wearing a skirt like one i had imagined from one of yr descriptions, and i thought it was you. <3 xo.
from indie-anna :
oh, sweetness. you remind me of listening to the rentals. & that is a VERRRRY good thing. someday soon we'll blow bubbles together. i swear it. <3 xo.
from neptunian :
xo <333333.
from echopunk :
around. away. here.
from haberdasher :
i'm ok. as far as you know.
from indie-anna :
dear miss chuna, le tigre always does the trick. except this time. but thank you. you are adored. tonite i was walking near division & damen and thought of you. where do you work so i'll know where to drop off a little sumthin' sumthin'. <3 xo.
from maxg :
funny, my summer retreat is at lake gage. perhaps s/he was into lakes.
from haberdasher :
ahhh rest. i remember it well.
from indie-anna :
all i'm saying right now is you were exactly who i needed to see update at this very moment. someday our stupid hearts will heal. <3 xo.
from emegon :
oh wow. i wish our childhood selves were friends.
from soursaurus :
my nose started bleeding when i read this entry. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to right that. latent memories i suppose.
from maxg :
i was looking through abbi wilberding's (i met her through our GSA campaign) sample phaedrus issue and saw a couple of you poems in there and was naturally a bit shocked. but they were great, you're so talented and all i have are these glimpses of it.
from indie-anna :
& i'm happy that you walk up montrose in the rain & take the clark bus cause so do i. aren't our streets the greatest? <3 xo.
from lovemeknots :
yeah, when you find it let me know. we'll get together for girl talk & healing hearts that usually have no reason to break, but do nonetheless. <3 xo.
from tastic :
good goodness we need to synchronize watches or something. that way we can vent simultaneously.
from soursaurus :
hooray. hooray for sweet girls and postage stamps.
from indie-anna :
yeah, but promise if you see me & i don't see you, you'll stop me. promise. :)
from maxg :
"fear"
from maxg :
someday. i fer it because it will be awkward, and that always sucks.
from indie-anna :
if i wasn't flipping out like a spazz these days, i woulda been at that show too. & maybe i would've known you. <3 xo.
from haberdasher :
you inhale the garbagey smog and exhale fresh air. that's a pretty thing.
from hand-bag :
box-office flop, fizzy pop, short stop
from hand-bag :
pointy dart, paid-for art, propeller part.
from emegon :
Hey, I'm home. And I'm sorry. Will you be in class tomorrow? I think that a library date is in order. With carrot raisin muffins?
from indie-anna :
<3 <3 <3 and you know what, whenever i feel hopeless like that, le tigre always does the trick. <3 xo.
from halfsmile :
dearie you can do anything you want
from soursaurus :
oh darlin..you're that awesome. so much so. that it is true. oh very so much true.
from chuna :
mama, here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaw. must be the big star about to fall.
from haberdasher :
i'm glad you care. if i have to lock it up for good you get a password. thank you for the note. seriously.
from echopunk :
There is someone at work who keeps ordering books and their last name is cunha. I think of you, in my dyselxic way.
from onepinksock :
ain't that the bitter truth...
from solarlab :
if you fall in love with me, i won't hurt you.
from solarlab :
you are too fucking cool. i'm gonna do a segment on YOU. that sounds dirty. i'm shy now.
from soursaurus :
a mail bit...for me? well i'd just be delighted. last night i had the best dream about mail. ol' mail box.
from crapstein :
She was good....didn't play the songs I wanted to hear, but she sounded beautiful.
from crapstein :
Because you list Cat power as yr, fav artist/musician/whatever. And yr from Chicag right? I don't know... she was in town a couple of weekends ago at the abbey pub... thought maybe you would be there.
from punktheboy :
mmm carrot muffins. everytime i come to your page, i get hungry. anyway, that mix tape deal would be down if my stereo was working =/
from crapstein :
So were you at the Cat Power Show... a couple weekends ago?
from indie-anna :
short & chewed are the best way for nails to be. i swear it. xo.
from emegon :
Eee. (That's a silly noise of glee.) I got into the Cat Power show because I bribed the doorman. No, it was 18+. And I lied. Isn't that pitiful? I had to lie to get into a 18+.
from punktheboy :
Wonka chocolate bars? There are such things? Yum. Gimme a piece. :)
from solarlab :
leave me stoopid notes!!! SPAM ME WITH YOUR LOVE!!!
from solarlab :
*swoon*
from said :
shotgun house, n., Rows of such houses were built in Prichard, AL in the late 1800s / early 1900's.  A shotgun house is one room wide and at least two, usually three, rooms deep.  The rooms are linked by doors and/or door ways that afforded a straight shot through the house. Folk etymology has it that "shotgun house" means one could shoot a shotgun straight through the house because of its simple arrangement.
from indie-anna :
let's go run those errands. xo.
from luminescent :
one day you will change your template and it'll be nice but i will still say "man, i miss chuna's old template." until then, i'll just sit and think it is cute.
from indie-anna :
the guy with the playboy necklace!!?! <3 xo.
from swollenthumb :
Late valentine::::: Will you be mine?
from solarlab :
you are awesome...you make me feel like dancing(i wanna dance the night away). you make me feel like dancing(i wanna dance the night away). i feel like dancin'(woo),dancin'(woo)(dance the night away).
from soursaurus :
darlin'...i know you would have...would have cut that rug up...
from soursaurus :
dear you..not having to do with anything...i fucking love manatees..also ...elsa b and i purchased a p.o. box...you send me...things. 1951 w burnside #1679, portland or., 97209
from soursaurus :
yep
from soursaurus :
oh oh oh you make me cra cra crazzzy eee
from solarlab :
word. dope. fresh. yes. i am ecstatic to find you. come leave me a note. come leave.
from soursaurus :
oh yeah..i didn't almost forget...tell me ideas for the postal..also how if i had weed...i'd smoke you out right now chickadee.
from soursaurus :
silly. you flater me. like powdered sugar. and maybe you're rad. so there. ha.
from soursaurus :
i think... chuna is super. as in, you know.. .neat.
from soursaurus :
your in.
from haberdasher :
also i forgot. that watch that says burger? well if you go back in my entries to sometime last week or something where there's a picture of drums and stuff and me playing the guitar... look closely at the drums. see if you can spot something there sitting proudly atop the bass drum. mmmmmmmm burger...
from haberdasher :
i'm leaving you a note so you can read it.
from evetron4000 :
Haylo. I am glad to hear from you. Yes, Laverne is very old. Come to Say What, we will give you juice and ramen!
from nonsuch :
i used to write on my windows with black sharpie and it used to be the most vulgar things ever and i did it as catharsis until my windows got too cold to touch anymore and i stopped. i stopped. (i only say this because you wanted notes and this is what popped in my head). ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
from secunda :
[ohh, thank you. x<3.]
from gidgetgrrl :
sometimes I stumble onto your diary because you're always showering meagan+natalie with love. And I just dropped on ranch dip all over my left thigh. It's oddly refreshing.
from secunda :
hiiiii. <3
from chuna :
eat me: i'm poison (bwahahaha)
from soursaurus :
grr arggh hmpph uh no oh no pow bang
from brennass :
note. boat. coat. goat. float.
from maxg :
and i suppose that's your accomplice in the wood chipper there
from soursaurus :
oh chuna, you have no idea how badly i want a sandwich right now. someone told me once about the glories of a fried pb&j...yum..
from soursaurus :
things that made me happy today... reading chuna's journal.
from emegon :
You took very good care of me. Thanks.
from swollenthumb :
I think I used to watch New Yankee Workshop all the time when I was a kid becuase of the word "rabbet" But, until today, I never knew (nor wondered, oddly enought) how it was spelled. Swollen
from echopunk :
still wanna survey? email me. echopunk326@hotmail. and make sure your email ddress is somewhere, i can't make it exist. la!~j
from nonsuch :
they are the incorrect lyrics to Summertime, by Gershwin, done in Porgy and Bess, more popularly known as done by Janis Joplin. my mom used to sing me that song, and it always made me feel so good, even if they were the wrong words.
from tothemax :
re: technique: happy accident. slipping on the mossy, winter-soaked sidewalk only to land with grace on soft-soled shoes. or, when you spit until the only thing left to come out is solid - words waging a perpetual war with the diameter of my throat. does this help? likely not. thank heavens for caffeine-fueled ejaculations of inaccuracy. yrs., b. p.s. had not intended this to be so recondite.
from ciaramyst :
:)
from soursaurus :
sometime maybe can we have wedding cake on my alf plates? how perfect?
from echopunk :
happy birthday, dear.
from tastic :
Your reverse paternal life lesson episode is so much better than mine. All I have been doing is learning the beauty and simplicity of moderation, by repackaging massive boxes of chocolate into reasonable servings (lest my father eat the whole 5 pound box). Oh I am a holy fool, better go look into a mirror feverishly. Bah. I am shit at this. I ♠ gardening.
from girl101 :
splendid. what a nice hello. if you like coffee in the evening, these are a few things i.d like to know. long drives and brown eyes, so i say. so i keep this up when i am away; it would be so easy to say "it's all your fault" but keep your ear to the ground [and listen dear, listen, but i don.t need to tell .you. because well. you know. already.] because the story's in the soil// here.s hope that your eyes are bright maybemaybe with snow or smiles. <3.
from girl101 :
the loco-motion (& the rest of the traveling magic cassette) was my favorite too. being three ruled, especially in two languages and three cites states countries. cheers, and i think xo, xo will be the new estribillo.
from jennnnnn :
i really like ur diary,..
from jennnnnn :
yes,...yes i do.
from nonsuch :
"you're lucky to even know me. you're lucky to be alive. you're lucky to be drinkin' here for free cuz i'm a sucker for your lucky pretty eyes..." that song is almost as good as you. yumm... cristina... ♥
from windowpain :
mind? i feel special. i like this bunches. really i do. i'm glad you somehow found me.
from justenough :
i like this
from emegon :
I know who you are now! I saw you there with Meagan and for some reason I wondered if that was you. And then I was right. Yeah, and Bright Eyes too. That's cool. So I guess I've met you a couple of times then. Weird. Did you always know who I was and I'm just stupid?
from nonsuch :
::swoons:: it's too much. why do you have to be so nifty?
from tastic :
This is great. I like symbiotic coincidences, and it happens that last night I felt very ashamed of the absence of mix tapes in my life. I downloaded about 2 hours worth of a beautiful cornucopia of music. The attempt to assemble it all has yet to happen. Horn of plenty, mmm papa.
from emegon :
You were at the Say What party? So now you have a face for me (bottom right corner of the cover grid. You took a magazine, right?). Who were you? Who were you hanging with?
from nonsuch :
know what makes me feel greater than purrple...? you.
from chuna :
♥ ♥ ♥ weeee! it works.
from maxg :
nevertheless..
from maxg :
i actually said that? fuck. i'm a heartless jackass. my apologies.
from tastic :
At least it's a heartwarming monkey 'tail'. AHAHAHAH that is such a vague ridiculous pun. Anyhow, Japan has a rogue monkey going about biting the ankles of little old Japanese women. So yeah, it isn't as charming. (so insightful, so very poignant, I know.)
from maxg :
hands down.
from maxg :
you really like arm-fondling.
from tastic :
The best bet would be to orchestrate a massive sting operation on the thrift stores of Chicago. Comb the city for good deals, I say. Or buy lotto tickets or try to win money for a more expensive coat. One or the other.
from echopunk :
How affordable? I'd say it's a toss up between H&M and the thrift store. It's all you from there. Hi. ~j
from emegon :
Who are you? I like you a lot. I'm Emily. Do we know people in common? Nice to meet you. I read back what I just wrote and these sentances sound so spastic. Sorry. I'm very cold right now. My hands are ice. Right.
from hiktykty :
mmmm...lovely. thank you.
from que-suerte :
american skin. so very good. im already almost 3/4 done. thank you for the suggestion.
from echopunk :
That tired, about to give up energy can be a lifesaver, sometimes. Sometimes. ~j
from dataguy :
mm, what a guy.
from dataguy :
you got to see howard zinn. that is the coolest.
from scanzilla :
I use to skate back in the day. In fact that's all I ever did. Ahhh the good ol days.
from echopunk :
thank you, dear. I'm thinking of a career in reanimation. I'm tired of not being able to do anyhting about it. I just realized I had you on my list as Chupa. Stupid me. I must have been in the throes of a Taco Bell fantasy. ~j
from que-suerte :
ohh i like you.
from wiser :
is this who i think it is? Don't you ever just really want to be provoked just so you're sure that you remember how to feel something? #

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