It's time for a change. It's time to grow up ( Read more... )

I still believe in the Claddagh ring theory of relationships. Love. Friendship. Loyalty. If one part is constantly wavering, the whole thing can't stay together. You try and you try, and you get a few centimeters ahead, but at one point it's not enough anymore. I didn't want this. I still don't want this, but I was left no choice. Now or four ( Read more... )

Well, I'm finally done with my essay and I believe I'm going to take a "nap", revise it tomorrow and email it before class. I should be paying more attention to Hegel, it helps you understand Kierkegaard and I want to know SK inside out, outside in, over, sideways and under. He fascinates me. He calms me. The world makes sense to me with SK. Goff ( Read more... )

GAAHHH! I'm so frustrated right now. I need to quit TOT for good. This is the 2nd weekend (this quarter only) when it's gotten in the way of me doing something fun and I'm fucking sick of it. Larkin doesn't believe me (or something) when I say that pretty much the only reason that I'm there is because if I leave, this lady who's been working there ( Read more... )

SF checklist ( Read more... )

some study breaks are just better than others.

There are too many sad songs about loss, hurt and December. I refuse to let them get to me. Yet I've had the lyrics to Death Cab's Brothers on a Hotel Bed stuck in my head all day. What can I expect? It's fucking raining, I lost my glove on the 13 bus today, I hate Derrida (always have, always will), I think I missed this project that I thought was ( Read more... )

I'm here to share a very sad tidbit about my brain. In fact in noting this, I am betraying myself as I write ( Read more... )

I want a big, soft, fluffy, black cat, like Emily's of www.asofterworld.com ( Read more... )

Well, like I predicted, a disappointing week ( Read more... )