sociology is my next class. final, for this particular degree. nine weeks until i can call myself a college graduate.

listening to music right now. it's amazing how sounds can create silence.

it's nice.

feelings are complicated, bastardly things.

compromise. strength. being a grown up.

i've epic failed, lately. i'll try harder. i'll get myself under control.

holding onto far too many feelings that i've been too afraid to own.
the only person i'm really upset with right now is myself.

arsenicsoup4soul (3:53:47 AM): You guys LOVE eachother.

arsenicsoup4soul (3:53:53 AM): STOP BEING IRRITATING AND JUST GET MARRIED

"Mortality is one of the most crucial 8th house issues we can address if we want to be healthy, balanced people and have up-front relations with others. In that curious 8th house way, it is one of the topics we keep from ourselves, and stuff under the surface. Often, we stuff it below the surface of our relationships as well. It then arises as ( Read more... )

the day after...

i'm still not sure how i feel.

i thought i did but i honestly don't know.

*insert cryptic contemplative rambling lj entry here*

thinking too much today... i'm not sure what the fuck. every time i think i have things sorted i get sucked back in. things could be so much less complicated and more healthy than this ( Read more... )

i am so groggy. difficulty waking up, or focusing. not quite sure i'm going to be awake enough to do the stupid assignment thats been procrastinated nearly into oblivion ( Read more... )

right now, i'm procrastinating a homework assignment. i'm also talking to kat as she's able to and discussing lego getting raped in an alley and also making me mexican food ( Read more... )

there's no fixing anything.

i give up.

edit:

i don't even know. last night was.... strange. this morning was... strange.

dreams. weird, strange dreams.

sigh.