I'm leaving behind a lot of what I used to be.
I got a new haircut.
I got a new sense of self-esteem. (It's still barely there, don't worry.)
I got a new smile.
I'm no one new, but change this drastic calls for something else new.

rocketxrobotMy new journal. Add it. I expect this'll become dead; I'll probably add whoever I'd like to stay friends with over ( Read more... )

I should be doing my stupid essay on Nineteen Eighty-Four, which, I must say, is one of the most over-rated books EVER.

My essay question is this, for the literary-criticism lens (yes, we have to fucking call them lenses) of close-reading:

Using Aristotle's definition of tragic hero, determine whether Winston Smith qualifies.I have beenm asked to ( Read more... )

My day was pretty amazing ( Read more... )

I really am sorry.
I know you probably don't believe me.
I know I'm a loser.
I'm sorry.

P.S. - There was no spite sex.

In media arts. Researching a presentation on the DMCA, Mp3 law, and Napster. Fun fun.

So, I need to get writing again. I'm so out of practice.... so, drabble request time, only I'm giving myself the time limit of the weekend. Taxed from llama_sama.

Everyone gets to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a ( Read more... )

NNNYEEERGH. *kills parents/siblings/self ( Read more... )

So... turns out I maybe wasted some time. This means a lot of time ( Read more... )

At the very least, I won't have to put up with this shit anymore.a quick thing; I'll delete/add on to/replace it when I get home. I just need an outlet ( Read more... )

At this point, I figure maybe you're playing mind games.

You're killing me.
I think you know it.
But you're literally killing me ( Read more... )

I've had enough of being fucking angsty [but bear with me another few minutes ( Read more... )