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Hamlet, III:3: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

King Lear, III:6: He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.

For, after all, you do grow up, you do outgrow your ideals, which turn to dust and ashes, which are shattered into fragments; and if you have no other life, you just have ( Read more... )

Quite honestly, I don't understand the point of facebook. I'm sure it will grow on me. But at the moment...Meh-ness, yo ( Read more... )

The next person who brings up 'college' to me (expresses worry/panic/fear about, describes all the work they must accomplish for, acts all pretentious about choices of, etc, etc, etc) will be tortured with thumbtacks and corkscrews.

Yes. That means you (plural). I'm sick of hearing about it. Shut it.

Ok...Sorry. I was just killing time waiting for people to come online. so I filled out the survey. :-( My head hurt too badly to do homework or read... but I think I'll try again now.

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Yada, yada, take a band, answer the questions using song titles ( Read more... )

So. Retreat. Pretty much a great weekend. I really do love all those Antioch people... Beth, Erin, Meryl, Mary Cate, Ashley, Justin, etc. etc. etc. And it's v. exciting that a lot of them go to St. Joe so I see them around. Yay! Antioch is finally becoming St.Joe-ized.

I feel like I should talk about the retreat, but there's not much to say except ( Read more... )

In advance, I apologize for this entry. It's stupid and incoherant. C'est la vie ( Read more... )

The Way I See It: No. 23 ( Read more... )

Don't you get slightly annoyed reading those vague undetailed entries that hint of a dilemma/wonderful situation in 10 words or less and leave the reader sitting there thinking "am I a good enough friend to this person that I'd get details if I asked them? I want details!!" I'm a fan of details. Details for details' sake, yo ( Read more... )