As a freshman in college, one of the running questions in my mind was that of what it means to be an adult. I thought about it for a while, and considered vague notions of responsibility and maturity, but nothing very decisive. After a while, this issue gave way to other questions and I set it aside for a time ( Read more... )

Here in academia, we are daily presented with multitudes of problems, issues and conditions which demand our immediate attention. Meetings about AIDS in Africa, lectures about the dire state of the American political system, calls to alleviate poverty in India, Sudan, Mexico, New Orleans, Chicago; all of these demand our immediate attention. But ( Read more... )

Julia: so my sister's getting married next weekend.
Jordan: shit.
Ryan: uhh, wouldn't 'congratulations' or 'that's great' be more a more appropriate response?
Julia: she's 17.
Ryan: shit.
Julia: yeah, she won't even be able to drink when she gets divorced.

This kinda sums up things lately ( Read more... )

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I don't think I need LiveJournal anymore. I never thought I did before, but now that I look back on it, I realize that it was more for me than anyone else. I told myself when I started it that people needed to hear what I had to say, but really, I just needed to be heard, to be understood, to be affirmed. It was good for a while, but I don't ( Read more... )

Here I am, back at home. It's strange, very strange to be part of a family again. I have obligations and responsibilities, I have people who depend on me and expect things of me. I can't do whatever I want ( Read more... )

I found the equation for my life tonight. Graph it if you're interested.

y=.2sin(9x)+.25x+.1

Let me not to the marriage of true minds ( Read more... )

I can honestly say I've never been happier in my life. Much of it is that wonderfully shallow happiness of circumstance, and I'm grateful for it. Yet beyond that, there's a sense that should those circumstances crumble, though I wouldn't be particularly happy about it, I would be ok, and for that I am thankful. (Though, I am rather wary, because ( Read more... )

I just wrote my entire English paper in iambic freaking pentameter. It's about Dante's Divine Comedy, i think he'd approve. I'm either the coolest person ever or the stupidest. Maybe a little of both. here's the prologue:

When living in the day and age of prose ( Read more... )