Wow, it's been awhile. I've turned 18 since my last post. Derek's decided to rob the cradle, and Ryan and Jaimie are back together as of an hour ago. Ally's strung out over Clausen, who knows what the hell is going on with Ben, Kyle's sworn off women, and I'm completely lost. I kinda feel like quitting my job. Don't get me wrong, I really like ( Read more... )

Ah, I am on the computer for the first time since about Feb 20(ish). Since then, I've read almost four thousand pages of books. It's pretty much ridiculous. So, yeah, now I'm good, and ready for Spring Break. I feel like I work all the time now. I'm never really home. Too much to do. I wanna graduate and leave. It'll be nicer. I need to sleep more ( Read more... )

Dammit, if you have something to say, say it! Dispense with your weakness and your long-winded explanations. I don't care. Don't whine about your problems, solve them. And if you don't, then you've chosen the problem over the solution, and you have no right to complain about the choices you've made. Act or don't act, but lose the pithy crap. In ( Read more... )

At least I think so. I've been meditating on a saying, 'Be profound, funny, or quiet', for about eleven seconds now, and it strikes me how closely profundity and silence dwell. Also how few people are good at any of those things. It's about time for a change, methinks. Between the way that infinite paths seem to diverge into more, spiraling of into ( Read more... )

Bah, how long has it been since I wrote in here? I don't care. If you come here to see about me, you should come see me. I'm much cuter in person. Man, I'm ready to get out of here. I've still gotta fill out a leadership scholarship application for UD, then the FAFSA so I can get more than just scholarships. Financial aid is nice too. Especially ( Read more... )

Yep, it is. There is now a 25:8 girl to guy ratio in my creative writing class, up from 23:4(not that two of them were ever doing anything) last semester. And Blaine is a cool guy. I love money, so that class shouldn't be very hard. Not if today was any indication. My creative response is due in the morning. I'm not going to revise it. I'm finished ( Read more... )

I was looking around and remembered that I set the layout up in the first place. Tired of being like Kyle, I decided to change it. I enjoy it, but comments are welcome. I went to P.F. Chang's tonight as per our Christmas Eve Eve tradition, or last night since it's half after midnight. Merry Christmas Eve by the way. Anyway, so our reservation was ( Read more... )

I have been home all day and I am bored. My nose itches and my eyes are puffy. I was feeling bad earlier, but then I took medicine and had some dinner. Now I feel good. I wish someone would call me to do something. But not you. You can't call me. You have to sit at home and wish you could call me. I'm eating at Chang's in two days. That'll be fun. ( Read more... )

The race, the contestants, none of it matters. Fuck it all. You don't run in the race to lose. If you're content to just finish, I'll see you on the other side, but, as for me, I play to win. Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
Best of luck, and, don't worry, my back end isn't so bad to stare at.
Paul

I feel wrung out, like a used mop, drained of what makes it useful. Or like a peacock in black and white, just completely drained of whatever made it special in the first place. I want to go home, but I'm here, and leaving isn't the answer either. If home's where the heart is, then I need to find something, and I don't know what it is, or if I'll ( Read more... )