it's the week before school starts, and once again, I've had like no official summer of more than a week where I can not worry about classes and tests. On one bright side, i got through orgo 2, even though that was 1.25 hours a day of scratching my head in class and then like a gajillion more hours trying to teach myself what I didn't learn in ( Read more... )

Here I am left ( Read more... )

There's something about sleepless nights and emo music that makes writing on livejournal really appealing. Somehow I stumbled (well, not really) onto my myspace page, and am now listening to recent-er songs from Straylight Run and Taking Back Sunday ( Read more... )

I was randomly talking to Dane today, whom I haven't spoke with in like forever, and somehow my writing abilities came up. He said I'm a pretty good writer, I objected on the grounds that I haven't written a thing in forever. Both of us agreed that most of my previous writing was angst-based. So I went to dictionary.com's word of the day and picked ( Read more... )

 Chem 2 lab tomorrow morning is gonna blow pretty hard. I wish I didn't have to wake up super early just to go to a dumb class where I mix stuff together ( Read more... )

Man, college definitely feels fake. I guess it's cause I just sit around and cube most of the time while listening to emo or cpop music. Spring break was kind of a bust. Day I left Gainesville, I got poured on by random weather patterns. Then, the tire on the bus blew right after we got on the highway. I so wish I had a car so I could ferry myself ( Read more... )

 So many things going on in my head (although not really in my life) right now. I guess I could list them ( Read more... )

Thanks for not caring, jerk.

It is not my cowardice that impedes progress, but simply uncertainty.

As I face the future, and the complex has gone,
I am haunted by closeness come along.
A present presence that sighs,
It is simplicity we seek, after all

But in reality, it is impossible.
The closer I get, the harder we'd fall.
The closer I get, the more regret would pull us under.
Easier by comparison means easier torn asunder.

Waters to be lost in,
They ( Read more... )