Firespinning was fucking awesome. I want to do it some more, but they require permits and shit, so I'll have to wait. That's okay though because by next time I'll be able to do much cooler stuff... hopefully.

I spent last night at my Aunt's in New Hope. I was exhausted all night and spent most of the time thinking about how it made me feel like being back here at college. Around 11 o' clock I went down to the river to sit and listen to music. The house is right on the river and there are wooden steps right down to the water. It was really nice to ( Read more... )

Last night I went to Mark's house for Rosh Hashanah dinner. My family makes better food, but I'll let that go. It was nice of them to have me. Mark is still at home but I came back after dinner and went on an adventure with Eddie. Pooka, Matt, and his friend Brian and I came along to this marshy area in the woods where we made a campfire and ( Read more... )

I have a fucking headache. Everyone here is fucking drunk or psycho. Or just entirely too much for me to handle.

EDITO:
p.s. Screaming Females (Marissa's band) were really good. Should it be 'was' since band is singular, or 'were' because the name itself is plural? I'm listening to Violent Femmes now and they remind me of them.

Max has been here at Rutgers for the weekend. We hung out yesterday instead of going to parties. I watched Gummo with Max and Marissa. The number of dead cats made it kind of disturbing. At least I've seen it though. [for zack: whissssssssskey]. I went to the metropolitan museum of art today todd and some of the girls. I'm wearing my lego ( Read more... )

Dear journal,
Today was a very special day. My friends and I went on a mystical journey to Douglass campus and I ate lots of cookies. They were delicious. Now my good friend Marissa is in my room and all is well. I'm just so happy I could burst. Hope everyone is having a splendid evening.

I feel a weird ringing throbbing in my ears. I don't know what it is about this place. This morning at like 3am I was down in the main lounge listening to kunal, jesse, and enon play piano and sax and sing, and derek was being crazy and molesting me. Sara and I were just cracking up in open-mouthed amazement at how fucking weird derek is, and I ( Read more... )

This sleep schedule of mine is fucked up. I didn't sleep at all last night and went to see the Dalai Lama today. I felt really bad about falling asleep.

I haven't slept yet.
I don't know how to feel about that.
Actually, I don't feel like writing any personal stuff here, not right now. It doesn't matter for everyone to know my stupid thoughts that I wish didn't exist.

Everytime I sit down to write a list of things I want to or have to do, I end up erasing it because I realize it's all so simple and I just need to actually DO things, not think about them. But it always happens that I don't do them and I keep working on and going through this list in my head, and I usually get upset that I'm not working on any of ( Read more... )