There is a danger in literature of forgetting why one studies, of getting washed up on the pretty words and not on what they are saying or ( Read more... )

Fast times in the SC: Skipped out on TCNJ last night for a stop at Jamie's, which for some reason I did not tell my mother was doing. When she expressed surprise that I was home so early today, I told her I had woken up early as a result of passing out early the nite before and leaving school around 9 this morning. Why? I don't know. Maybe because ( Read more... )

Well, well, LJ. 'Sbeen a while. It kills me to tear myself away from "Bevis of Hampton," or rather the introduction to that fine piece, but all this stalking of other people's online journals lately has got me to thinking. Well, not thinking, because I do that all the time, and too much, and not of anything important. But all the same. A catalog of ( Read more... )

- cross-influences meshing: and does this then by association become art? By a coincidentaL resemblance to something of worth, does [] ascend to par of said art? Imbued with someone else's value viewed in context OR was value only determined picked out of the crowd and invited to dance by acclimated observation? Say: "This is beautiful because I ( Read more... )

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Lindsay has on her desk a glass paperweight with a tiny globe inside of it. Pictures of the earth from space excite me. I remember when everything excited me so much. Egypt and the Amazon and cells and ancient statues. Now everything is commonplace. Everything has a reason. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done. I know life has the cards up ( Read more... )

I've chosen stupid majors. What do I want to do for the rest of my life - think? And about what - thinking? Making up answers, forming banana opinions, for questions to which there are no answers. And as for English, I'm being trained in the ways of the bitter loser - the water boy who gossips about the team, perhaps. The Monday-morning quarterback ( Read more... )

It’s hard to get to college and not want petty college shit. As pretty as it sounds to want fulfillment and enlightenment - poise and dignity - it becomes obvious that what really matters is keggers and tans. Maybe that’s just this college. But I doubt it. I’m sick of this demographic. As much as I’d like to embrace being young and all that, the ( Read more... )

I make it clear once again that I absolutely do not need anyone else at all. I can get by fine, better, with myself alone -

why bother with anything else.

people are dropping out of my life left and right. the circle's getting smaller, and not tighter. i don't know what i'm doing wrong. i am worthless ( Read more... )