Yeeeeeah, so I haven't kept up with this thing much over the past year. A lot of times I'd write something in my Xanga and then copy it over here if I thought it was really important. But from now on, if it seems like I haven't written anything in absolutely FOREVER, go ahead and check my Xanga. It's probably a safer bet ( Read more... )

The azaleas bloomed today. Life is absolutely beautiful ( Read more... )

I found this when I was digging through my drawer for old papers. I wrote it in response to the conversation that I was listening to in political science one day. It surprised me because I've been thinking quite randomly about the same stuff lately, but I'd forgotten that I'd already thought about it at some point. Anyway, here it is:

( Poli Sci Prose )

Have you ever felt like you just wanted this shot of positive energy, but you couldn't find one? Well, here, I'll make it a little easier for you ( Read more... )

- Victor Hugo ( Read more... )

Peer editing is the bane of my existence. Just thought I'd let you know ( Read more... )

So I've completed my first day of being nineteen years old. The question "how does it feel to be nineteen?" is a very curious one indeed because, to be honest, it feels absolutely no different than being eighteen. Nineteen is really quite superfluous--you can't do anything extra like drive or buy lotto tickets because alcohol doesn't come for ( Read more... )

Oh, wait...I usually only get fourish, anyway ( Read more... )

Holy cow, I am DYING here. SO MUCH WORK. But that's ok, because honestly, it makes me feel better to be swamped than it does to have too much free time ( Read more... )

Do you ever wish you had those friends that have known you your whole life? Those friends that you can't even remember not knowing because it's been that long. It would be neat, to have someone you don't even notice growing up because it just like not noticing yourself growing up. The changes are too gradual. So maybe that's what's really the ( Read more... )