There's a spider crawling on my rice paper screen. It's really big and it's got fuzz on its legs, all yellow and scuttling around. I wrote a poem about it for class tomorrow, and it's a bit creepy but also kind of cute. Yeah, that's all I've got tonight ( Read more... )

( Quiz Things )

( It's true! )

Last night I heard from my roommate that a boy I lived with at Sangha House, Cedric, had killed himself over the weekend. That's all. Writing about seems hollow, the stark facts alone mirror the stark feeling. All that night I kept freezing up and my body felt like something alien to me, just a frozen hunk of matter incompatible with my urges. ( Read more... )

( Story time! )

I feel crazy, I don't know who I am because nothing ever suffices. Every time I feel good about myself being so, then time passes and I deepen too into that particular identity and then everything fucks up, I get depressed and I don't know why (it's actually because I deepen too far into it and deny my other possibilities that's why), it's ( Read more... )

I've been up late obsessed (again), just like I was doing ALL this past winter break, obsessing over this and that and the other...Today it's economics. Specifically, the economics of oil, and how it's currently the only thing keeping the U.S. from having a hyperinflated economy and collapsing. To make a long story short, world countries have to ( Read more... )

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So I signed up for Jennifer Sharpe's Remote Viewing/PAN class, and the first assignment is to draw a self-portrait with a mirror. I don't know why, but anyway...so I've been wanting to try my hand at some visual art for the longest time now, since all my life all my best friends have been artists, and I'm always jealous and in awe of their talents ( Read more... )

So I'm at my dad's house right now, and it's kind of a blast from the past because I'm sitting pacing my room, listening to people moving about downstairs. I'm really hungry, but also so sick of seeing my dad and stepmom (already! all it took was one vacation to New York) that I'd rather pace and be angry in my room than eat. Woke up at like 1:30 ( Read more... )