Most every problem in the world stems from the human mind's innate selfishness, and its own unwillingness to admit or realize the foolishness of its nature.

Our hands are our tools,
with which we may produce
produce as a scholar, or a fool
we cannot control them
our works of art, our artless work
our hands hold responsibility
accountable only to our heart
which pumps and fuels
but does not feel
but does not guide,
for guiding
holds no place with a tool
which is of its own,
without a heart.

Tonight might be one of the only nights this semester i go to bed before 2.

might.

My patron Saint is Saint Dominic Savio. When I was confirmed, I chose this to be added to my middle name in the Catholic tradition after researching different Saints and finding one that I thought represented my views most closely. Saint Dominic was the patron Saint of, among other things, the falsely accused ( Read more... )

It's new years.

Hopefully this one ends on a little better of a note than '08.

If karma is real, I must have been an absolutely dreadful person in my past life.

I'm glad I'm getting what I deserve. Every last bit of it.

I just saw a livejournal group for novice knitters.

lol.

That's another friend down the pisser.

I've come to the conclusion that I must only be cool up to a certain point. After that, shit hits the fan.

You know, I think people have really lost the ability to be respectful. The past couple weeks have showed me a side of a lot of people that I was hoping didn't exist. I'm really at a loss for words.

So this is mostly just a big Fuck You to you guys. Not anyone specific, not anyone that might even be reading this journal. But really, fuck you.

I have fucked everything up.

And nothing is coming back.