My goodness, I am not sure people even read this anymore. Well, I suppose no one can really read if I do not choose to write ( Read more... )

For the last time in what might be a long while, I had my first day of classes today. Granted, one 12:30 course was not what I would consider a demanding day, but at the same time, mentally, I feel like I have been preparing for ages. I don't really realize the changes that have occurred since I have last taken a class on this campus. My time in ( Read more... )

When I think about him, I cannot imagine that anything better exists. He treats me better than an angel, because even an angel isn't told everyday how beautiful she is, how amazing she is, and no angel can possibly be kissed the way I am kissed ( Read more... )

I am constantly trying to catch myself. I remember watching, many a times, those foolish hearts that fell way too deep, way to fast. I remember thinking, many a times, how lucky I was for that not to be me. I remember wondering, many a times, how they could be so blind as to think that they could really feel so intensely about another, with as ( Read more... )

I sit and try to remember what was happening a year ago, approaching July 4th, and I am not quite sure I remember too clearly. In the technicalities, not too much has probably changed. I was working for Daymon, doing the whole eight to five deal. I was spending some of my weekends in random INROADS events. I was completely lost on the issues ( Read more... )

I am not quite sure why things happen the way they do. I had captured every moment. Then for some reason, the disk went corrupt on me and I lost it all ( Read more... )

Tonite was a really, really nice nite.

I am not quite sure what to say about it. All I know is that when I closed the front door behind me, all I could do was smile to myself. Things were right, and I had fun. I wonder what is going through his mind. . .

Alrite, time for sweet dreams.

Before we hang up the phone, he always asks, "Is it okay if I call you tomorrow ( Read more... )

It is so comfortable to fall into a routine again. Once I can hit and spring this essay back to Shanghai, I will be so much more relaxed. I suppose that means I have to, um. . . write the paper. Well, that is the mission for today ( Read more... )

If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today ( Read more... )