Dear people on the lower level of the fishbowl room in Uris: Please shut up. I don't need to hear your raucous chatter when I'm trying to do my homework. SHUT UP. Pretty please? I wish those cubicles in Kroch Library weren't always so occupied. How come grad students get the special treatment? I just want to be away from the noise & get tons of ( Read more... )

Lips. Lips, lips, lips. What did I mean by selecting this particular collage of lips as my background? Am I expressing a latent sexual desire? Was I inspired by the artistry of the image? Did I want to make a statement to other people about who I am? All of those reasons, I guess. It seems like every time I look at the lips, I see a new picture. ( Read more... )

These are the people I look up to / place upon a pedestal ( Read more... )

"What do you do with a B.A. in English? What is my life going to be? Four years of college and plenty of knowledge have earned me this useless degree! I can't pay the bills yet, 'cause I have no skills yet. The world is a big, scary place! But somehow I can't shake the feeling I might make a difference to the human race!"


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This week blows. No tangible reasons, only the fact that it's the week before fall break ( Read more... )

Last day volunteering at the hospital. I'll miss it, I know that much. But not terribly. Some people I'll remember: Colleen & Gina (of course), Ermina, Octavia, Josh, Gage, Sierra, and that kid with Prader-Willi. The memories of spending time with them will stay with me. I love kids. They're so innocent, so unaware of the insincerity & insecurities ( Read more... )

LAST UPDATED 6 WEEKS AGO??!!!! Ahhhh... Why should I be surprised? I was fully aware of it. But geez, it just sounds like a number when you say it like that. I guess I regret the fact the larger part of my summer has whiled away, and I feel as though I have little to show for it. I know my standards are high, but that's who I am. Only four weeks a ( Read more... )

Things are looking up ( Read more... )

Would you really have liked, even loved me for who I am?

What if there was no Me?

What if there still isn't?

Note to self: check out cheapbooks.com. Guess those Ads aren't always useless.

I hope they all get the e-mail soon. And reply. And I hope Time Warner gets back to me about the internet. And I hope the security deposit from A comes soon, because that's kind of important, but no rush, no rush... I'm flexible. I hope I get to speak with the Neurology ( Read more... )