Sometimes it's hard when you hate yourself the most.

- It's been a while, since I could hold my head up high.
It's been a while, since I could say I loved myself as well.

I cannot blame this on my father,
He did the best he could for me.

Isn't it funny the places life takes you ( Read more... )

As I sit in this cubicle that I've frequented so many times the last four years, I think about the times I've spent at this place and how they're soon coming to an end. You could really just look at my time at work and see how much I've changed over the years. I first entered here a freshman, thinking I was pretty smart and very opinionated on many ( Read more... )

- "Isn't it true that you start your life a sweet child believing in everything under your father's roof?

... Then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched and miserable and blind and naked, and with the visage of some grieving ghost you go shuddering through the nightmare of life"

- Jack Kerouac, On the Road

For some reason, ever since I started high school really, I've taken solace in books, writers, and lyrics. Mostly those who are lost souls and drunks. Reading them, I feel an inner connection that I've not found in my own personal life ( Read more... )

In the days before it got dark too early, sometimes dad would take Pat and I to Lutheran field to toss the football around on the real field after he came home from work. Amidst the gales of north winds that blew through the trees, rattling the last fall leaves from branches to the ground, carrying the smell and cold of winter with each gust, we ( Read more... )

I'm worried about myself ( Read more... )

Last night, I woke up in my girlfriend Claire's bed after I had died in a dream. I looked at her for comfort, knowing that I had died many times in dreams before. But this one kept me up for a solid hour in the early morning, because I couldn't help but relate the dream to Michigan football over the last three years. Here's how it went ( Read more... )

On Saturday morning I missed a tailgate for the first time in my college career. I missed it for something exponentially more important - the LSAT. That five hour test will have a lot of say in my near future, as in it will specifically determine where I will be living next year and more than likely where I will be living for the rest of my life ( Read more... )

The first two weeks of the college football season have been simply amazing, and have absolutely exceeded my expectations - which were low for obvious reasons. It hasn't really felt that great to be a Michigan student/football fan since my freshman year of college. The last two seasons, and the gruesome losses that I was forced to endure, sort of ( Read more... )