"I want this to be done right, so in order to get it done right, we've got to do it correctly."

And then the buzz wore off. And I realized I was broke, lonely, and sleep-deprived.

This week my activities include applied physics, German, classical guitar, shopping for running shoes, reading, cologne shopping, etc.

Well last night went well. A nice commencement to the second half of my nineteenth year, and perhaps the Memorial Day party of the decade. I think everyone (except possibly one person) had a good time last night. It's nice to find some satisfaction in simple things, such as entertaining a number of people and not remembering pictures taken of me ( Read more... )

Irony of the year: I got an 800 on the critical reading section of the SAT, but I didn't even get the job as library assistant.

Similarly, I'm sure my A in differential calculus will insure that I do not get the job as toll booth attendent.

Another gray/grey day. I don't know if I'll be hearing back from the library. I applied to the Dover library a couple weeks ago for a "library assistant" position. Nothing like being surrounded by books, I figured. Plus it would have paid pretty well. I am now thinking I may just move to Montreal early.. assuming I get into Concordia. I ( Read more... )

Something happened to me. I don't know when or how. I used to care and empathize. Now I am indifferent most of the time. Now I can't relate with anyone ( Read more... )

Fuck you afternoon commuters and all your 9 to 5 jobs. You make the roads dangerous to the point that no one can merge on to the highway without me almost rearending someone ( Read more... )

I'll make this short so I can get it posted before my internet access decides to disappear. So who am I? I haven't forgotten. I haven't really changed in the past year. Things have happened, but I feel almost as if I'm back to where I was last May ( Read more... )

Another chapter in my life is coming to an end. It seems it was pretty sudden. I woke up and my brain was altered. Suddenly my rosy view of the present has become an ambivalent view in hindsight. I must have realized subconsciously that when the numbers don't add up, you have to subbtract something. Maybe I've had too much beer this week, but ( Read more... )