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( day 4 )

Day one in MA: ( ...e )

I've battled tendencies towards embarrassment vs composure.  And I mean tendencies.  Not necessarily accidents, but minute choices towards either option.  When moral decisions don't apply, I am going to try to "stomp out" the instant, yet deleterious decisions I make that end up making me feel shameful, and unsociable ( Read more... )

A- crisp red/white giltter ( Read more... )

SO I feel EXTRA lonely on Valentines Day.  Le Sigh.  Not even just the pessimistic stuff- seeing balloons and red food.  BUT well, to start off, Cob cob is at a Winter Drumline competition.  Which I wasn't really miffed about ,at all.  But earlier, I had asked my single, Asian friend Jenny to go shopping for a prom dress, and she told me that she ( Read more... )

So, today I put marginal effort into my appearance.  I combed out the knots in my hair, considered the prospects of eyeliner, and ultimately balanced a "look."  I don't know why, yet.  On the surface: draw positive attention to myself.  That's the "end."  I don't know (yet) but I'll figure it out ONE day I'll fully weight the costs and benefits ( Read more... )

Is there such a thing as positive and negative action.  Or at least action and inaction.  "<---->".... or is it a fork "v."  Because if it were a fork, would it subtract from the validity of libertarian arguments?  The argument that inaction is indeed possible is bolstered by the following: one can move or simply not move.  For an extreme example: ( Read more... )

So, I'm in a minimally agitated mood that I think would alleviate if I cleaned up my room and closet (with no metaphorical significance.)  Yeah.  *Glances around.*  Anyways.  I went to PHCC with Felicia today :)  *Finger dance.*  So I made an overwhelmingly bad choice when picking out my classes.  Humanities offers no new perspective- just a ( Read more... )

No more living with Clytemnestra- like as reality.  I was accepted into New College.  Today I tutored Chay Baxley and Marissa.  So Chay... I went to pre-school with Chay and I don't think I have too shabby of a memory: one day she asked for my WWJD bracelet during chorus, but she never gave it back and I was so afraid to confront her about it.  ( Read more... )