So in the past five days, I have had a few grand encounters with needles. My ears were pierced (yes, for the first time...don't ask) and I got a tattoo. Also, I fell down a flight of stairs and dropped a heavy suitcase on my foot. (The last two have nothing to do with needles, but they still drew blood). Does my appearance really matter to me? Do I ( Read more... )

So while sitting in McHugh Commons, waiting for some people I was depending who never came, I realized something that makes so much sense I can't believe I was so remiss as to have never understood it before now ( Read more... )

You know the nagging feeling you get when you know you have promised someone to be there and you have found out that there is another commitment that you can't get out of? The acid-stomach-puke-in-throat feeling that invades your body when you just saw something that would jeopardize a friendship if "the other one" knew? The dizzy, but not quite ( Read more... )

I have had the worst f-ing day. I hate my class. I hate my professor. I've lost my keys. I hate one of my adjuncts. I don't have time for another. I was only able to work out for half an hour today. I ate way too much food. My hall is falling apart. And I haven't slept in two days. I just had dinner with one of the three people in the world who ( Read more... )

Well, there is a lengthy time span between the last entry and this one. Yet I feel about this gap the way I have lately been feeling about time--time in the abstract. A day, a month, a year. All are arbitrary measurements based on the revolutionary of an orb spinning through space around a relatively stationary ball of gas. There is really no ( Read more... )

Can I really be this screwed up? Did you read my last post ( Read more... )

Well, the entire campus is in an uproar about javachipfrap's little surprise. Residents apparently "cried like babies" were "awestruck". It was "just like a movie". It was "adorable." They "couldn't believe it." "Romance really does exist." And a picture of the joyous event may very well make it onto the front page of the Catalyst. The two ( Read more... )

Whose brilliant idea was it to create friendship? You know the kind where you give and take and get annoyed and forgive and forget and hurt each other but for some bizarre reason that makes absolutely no evolutionary sense, you maintain a relationship ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, I believed I was normal. That ended rather quickly after I was told I was a genius. What do IQ tests say, really? Since a young age, maybe 12 or 13, I was so afraid I really was a genius. They all die young or are crazy. Watch A Beautiful Mind, Little Man Tate, Amadeus, Good Will Hunting--insanity. I have always been fascinated by ( Read more... )

Speaking of death. My brother is gone. I cannot believe it. And part of me is certain I have all made it up via an elaborate scheme of my subconscious. But the pain is real and undeniable. I no longer have a family bonded through DNA. No...and although I am safer and logic dictates a certain rejoicing over an escape from my past, my heart is still ( Read more... )