So I didn't get the scholarship. What made it really awkward was the two girls who sit next to me in class did. One of which I consider a very good friend did. I'm sorta jealous I guess ( Read more... )

I've realized something since my last post. I hate nostalgia because it's always hurt so much to go back an think about old events. I can't look at old pictures, i can't read old notes, I couldn't read old posts, I can't listen to songs that remind me of happy moments (Capriccio Italien, Kalinakov), I can't listen to anyone playing clarinet... ( Read more... )

I don't understand nostalgia. It seems like a lot of people are wrapped up in this fantasy of making everything a movie drama. I blame all these catchy commercial phrases like "live life like you'll die tomorrow" and "laugh, love, live" or some combination of three connecting words. It just seems all so fake to me. It's like people try to project ( Read more... )

Ah... i just got done writting the paper for my potential scholarship. It's about my Philosophy of Art Education. I know... philosophy and art in the same sentence you think I could ramble on for hours. NO. It was hard. Cheese and rice ( Read more... )

You are a
Social Liberal
(78% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(25% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Strong Democrat

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Yawn. I've worked like 35 hours this week. That's pretty cool. I *actually* did something too. Rather than just hanging around on myspace. We cleaned the office all week. Needless to say, my last boss is more messy than I am. So it took all week ( Read more... )

I've been keeping a real journal. It's kind of nice ( Read more... )

I have shallow expectations for myself. Last year I dreamed of great things, traveling, joining the peace corps, helping people, etc. This year I can barely keep my head on level. I feel like I'm digressing in my quest for knowledge and introspection. I think that has a lot to do with the fact that I don't have the majority of my days by myself ( Read more... )

So i'm in a complicated mood I suppose. Not complicated because it's anything extravagant, but complicated because I can't put my finger on it. I guess frustrated would help describe. Sometimes I just don't understand people in relation to myself (communication wise). Occationally I'm just confronted by people that completely throw off my ( Read more... )

I don't believe in fate either for that matter. I just think it's some idea that humans created to make themselves feel self-important. We all need to know why we are here or that there is some purpose. I'm okay with there not being purpose. I don't remember where I was before I was born and I suppose it will be the same after I die ( Read more... )