my two most favorite places to dance (aka: rock out) are in front of a mirror in my room pretending not to look at myself, and in the empty elevator. rocking out is especially kick-ass when your hair is as long as mine, and it smacks against your forehead ( Read more... )

my alarm clock woke me up at 9am and i abruptly decided not to go to logic today. i was again awoken at noon by my cellphone ringing and scott declaring that we were going to get lunch at the viewpoint bistro, then go to barnes and noble. i ended up buying "ishmael" and successively spent the rest of the day finishing it. reading makes me so happy ( Read more... )

it hurts to keep you locked away ( Read more... )

The patient subject to the tides ( Read more... )

i like ( Read more... )

i'm not much of a writer, and even less a philosopher, but the aching that keeps my mind distracted from scholarship just doesn't cease. i've spent the last few monthes staring into an abyss, where i teetered between hope and dispair, faith and the utter, disquieting panic that comes with the realization that i have no idea what the hell i'm ( Read more... )

step 1. be me
step 2. repeat

one day, i'll kiss it all goodbye and start over, completely honest at last.

i dunno spanish ( Read more... )

I'm resurrecting the bastard, which means I backed up all my files, and re-formatted the whole kit & kaboodle. great fun.

so i'm not sleeping tonight, but that's not a symptom of depression or an obnoxious snoring habit on marion's part. rather, i opted to do my german homework and found myself finishing around 6am (damn mario and his procrastination powers). in the meantime, i have to read more german in a bit, but i think that all the time i save by not sleeping or ( Read more... )