"It's always better on the other side of the puddle."

"But, when you get to the other side of the puddle, the place you just were is now the other side."

"Exactly; so why ever leave in the first place."

"But if you never leave, you'll never know what's on the other side."

"...but what if there's more than one puddle?"

We all want everyone to be honest, and say what they mean, including ourselves, but when we think about the things that need to be said, how can we say them? In the end, honesty is merely a tool for the wicked, the guilty, the naive, and the enlightened.

The past... two days I guess, have been exceedingly annoying. I haven't been able to stop thinking about Cyndi. It bites oh so much. I wish she didn't have to be so apathetic. Gah, it sucks.

From a friend of mine:

"In every minute, there are sixty seconds; in every second, there are a thousand milliseconds - this division continues infinitely. When viewed this way, eternity can live in a second, so when life's joys come 'round, slow down, and live in that eternity."

Hmm... I think I want popcorn.

What have you got to lose, except money?

Our new wrestling coach sucks. Going into the second week of school, and we still haven't wrestled once, how messed up is that?

I have decided that fifteen year old kids asking for a twenty year old waitress's number might not be the best idea.

My knuckles are bleeding.

Badly.

*screams* Guys are such fucking assholes! They just don't get how much they might hurt someone. No, I'm not gay, but God... why can't they actually be decent, I'm tired of them hurting my friends. *sigh* I do think that genocide is in order.

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I had a nervous breakdown last night. I went for a bike ride and nearly didn't come home, there was a part when I was thinking about slamming on the brakes and going through the windshield of a car, but I figured it'd be mean to the person who owns the car.

I think the reason I just... lost it was because I talked to Cyndi yesterday. I thought that ( Read more... )

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We're completely refurbishing my room. New bed. New entertainment center. New bookshelves (for my knives). We're putting up panels on one wall which look like Japanese screen doors. We're painting the rest of the room a light green. Hence - oriental. Because I'm obsessive. I dunno, maybe changing my room will make this place more livable for the ( Read more... )