It would be an accomplishment to write something that made me feel exactly the way listening to Chopin's Raindrop Prelude makes me feel.

Subtly uplifting, with dashes of flourishes thrown about, leading to a building intensity or an intense build up. That, once released, is tame.

But I like that sort of awesome creativity.
C'est la vie.

This coming weekend is my last weekend of "freedom" as is said when one is going (back) to school the following week. I'm still quite nervous, but this bottle of Big Leaf Maple (Anchor Brewing) is helping to simmer the intensity. This won't be typical undergrad (I graduated at the end of 2012, walked in February 2013), this will be a master's ( Read more... )

Recently I read this post on a web site about how you can learn 'intimate details' about someone just by looking at them. One of these details was how to tell if someone is gay or not by comparing the length of their ring finger to their pointer. Well, from the front, everything seems "normal" but from the back I'm as gay as can be. I don't know ( Read more... )

Foolishly I thought I would be headed to bed early. At least my soup came out great -- spicy and delicious. Though I did burn the crap out of my mouth, but that's neither here nor there ( Read more... )

I'm feeling complacent to the idea of how love should be. Those movies that lie, or at least extend the truth (so I'm told by articles from reputable news sources). It's been a while and I'm not sure how else to explain my absence but that life gets in the way of my life. I'm as separate as my body is to my soul, and no matter how deep you go you' ( Read more... )

I hate how I neglect this journal, but I haven't much time. As I say every time I recall that I have this journal thingy.

I guess one should just throw in the towel. Mayhaps I'll come back to it when I have more time. I'm in my final semester of uni so I'm trying not to fail classes.

Perhaps I'll have something to talk about once classes are done

Gonna try the relationship-thing. It's been awhile since my last relationship.
So far, so good.

Maybe after this one.

Or the next.

All four? I couldn't possibly. But I could.

There's been a sixer before. I'm not proud?

There's a bit of pride but the morning after...
What a missed Saturday that was.

I truly want what I can't have. HA! HA! HA! ugh...

This past Sunday I was looking to go in early to meet with the owner/hiring manager at this holistic/healthy foods store called Feel Rite. I misread the times or something as I left around nine and the store wouldn't be open until ten. By fortuitous happenstance that otherwise would be classified as "coincidence", I caught the NPR story about Simon ( Read more... )

My mugs' interiors are slowly becoming visually similar to Erin's mugs. Perhaps I'm imbibing far too much tea lately. My teeth are probably hating me as the acids from either tea or coffee attack them about thrice daily...if not more ( Read more... )