You don't judge a writer by his life, you judge him by his work. There's a different moral standard ( Read more... )

Sometimes I don't want to be here.

But there's one game you must never play ( Read more... )

Due to the "demand" for a new entry, I have yielded...but seeing as I have meaningless worldy duties to attend to, this will be kept short. I don't deem myself as a depressed person at all, but Steph still thinks I am and I guess she's right. It's like its in my blood. Although I am no longer suicidally depressed and consumed by depression, I still ( Read more... )

cycles of beginnings and endings are humorously ironic, and bitterly disappointing.

Mr. Jackson's class is very interesting, it begs one to think. Two things I gained from today's class: human beings reform the world to gain control to feel secure and literature is culture, culture is personality, personality is definitive ( Read more... )

The hackneyed topic of summer 05 will once again be discussed...the same story through a different perspective. This has been quite an odd summer - the only one in memory during which I yearned NOT to return to school; for the first time, I preferred boredom and being left alone with my thoughts to the mundane chaotic days of school. Even though I ( Read more... )

OMFG...Harry Potter is soooooooooo AMAZING!!! This 6th books is just WOW; and it makes me sad - not just b/c of what happened which I wont give away, but because the story comes to an end, there's only one book left, and all this excitement and reading endlessly and not moving and concentrating and feeling your heart burst will be over too. Idk if ( Read more... )

Just returned...now, a brief recap. The reason I look like such an idiot in my pictures are my mother's fault: she advised me to stop smiling so big bc I look idiotic; she has an insane way of getting into my head, so I did...and the result is I look constipated or just downright stupid. In a couple of my pictures, I look uber intense/angry, as if ( Read more... )

Is there ever a moment of comfort in this world? I long to return to the days where my own worries, whether selfish, superficial, or metaphysical, consumed my thought. At least I had control. Now I have to worry for others, stand by and witness things fall apart ( Read more... )