got a phone message again today, this one said, "hey cutie, i love you." i hope when justin and i start living together that we don't stop doing the little things, like sending cards and leaving messages and notes for each other. I remember my dad and shelley always did that sort of thing, made me smile everytime i saw a card from shelley to dad ( Read more... )

i got home from editing my paper one last time, and on my desk was a familiar tin (the ones i had given away for christmas) filled with delicious cookies, curteousy of adorable ms. lowe. Made my day, those cookies did. so, zesty, you rock.

mmmmmmmmmmm cooooookiiiess and the morsels were still gooey inside. mmmmmmmmmm....

its raining outside, that beautiful spring rain, that you can feel inside, as much as you can hear it, the air has a wieght to it, comforting, beautiful. god, thank god for spring, i missed it so..

i was in the bathroom this evening, and started talking to the jenny person. when i asked her if she was going to see the boy tonight, and she shrugged and nodded ( Read more... )

So flaumy made it pretty clear that my paper wouldnt fly. so of course i get semi indignant and all flustered. Its the that time of the month so i start to cry.. and I'm all upset and worried.. and scared out of my mind with only a few days left ( Read more... )

Painting her toes ( Read more... )

i wrote this big long beautiful entry about forgiveness. i went though all the people i needed to forgive and wrote to them as if i were talking to them, and explained to them that i understood and i wished them all the peace they needed so much, and the people who had peace, i told them i understood how difficult i could be, and thanked them for ( Read more... )

Thesis: Working towards knowing oneself is inseparable from the philosophical path I.E. In order to walk that path and remain in motion, one must also be growing in one’s knowledge of oneself ( Read more... )

I feel like after my last post the least i can do is update ( Read more... )

the voice on the other side of the phone was deadpan, emotionless. it made the skin on my body crawl and my heart curl into a little ball. for a minute i felt like it could quench the fires of hell in its coldness. or at least wither flowers like the touch of a strong unrelentless frost. slowly my muscles froze, the tears leaking out of the ( Read more... )