I need a Feng Shui miracle worker, and soon!

[nordic_chicken]

The qi in my room is all wrong. It makes me feel crappy just having been here for ten minutes. Okay, so maybe it's because I'm playing my "depressive" music. But I think there's something wrong with the room in general. The only thing that makes me happy is the cereal-scented plug-in. Something must be done

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Into Memory

[anonymous]

Sucide is the most selfish thing anyone could ever do. But the cause of death does not lessen the value of her life. Kristina was a wonderful person to know, and I will miss her.

I don't pretend to understand why. I want to know. I want an explanation. I want her back. I am angry. My anger is real. And so is my sadness. And though the pain may lessen over time it will always be there when I think about her.

Kristina is gone. And I will never see her in this life again. Ever. That is the hardest thing to know.

Re: Into Memory

[melanie]

again, i'll post this

Goodbye Dear Friend

[anonymous]

I had only known you for a few months, but within that short period of time you became so much to me. Our talks were incredible, especially in the SUB when neither of us wanted to do our homework. You made me laugh and I hope that I made you laugh as well. I'll never forget the time that you and I had that intense talk on human behavior and when we finally determined that men were just crazy. You were a beautiful soul Kristina, and you still are. You've had a lasting impression in my life and for that I thank you. I'll miss you more than you'll ever know. Love, Em

[dancingdrew]

Can we not talk about Kristina's cause of death?

What Kristina did is not the most important thing here. What is important is remembering her for who she was. If you didn't like her, fine! No one thinks less of you for that. If you loved her, wonderful! We have something in common.

But please don't let her last writing here become a forum for the discussion of the shaky moral ground of suicide. Fuck the rhetoric surrounding the issue. Let's talk to--and about Kristina.

May angels lead you in, hon.

[janscher]

I... I don't really know what to say to you... I have said some in my own journal, but I have delayed posting this, hoping words would come. They haven't. I could talk about all the memories this brings up, and all the new things that his has uncovered, but then I would be talking about me. I mentioned already a memory of you inviting me to walk with you and your friends to the shoreline on the orientation retreat. Somehow that memory has been repeatedly entering my mind. I was a returning leader then, and this had been your first year at the orientation retreat, and yet, that didn't stop you from being confident and sure of yourself. I remember talking to you, about how excited you were to be an RA in Schiff, all the things you wanted to do. At the time you didn't know anyone on your staff. I remember that. I, of course knew JD and Paul from Schiff that year, and had known Emily since my freshman year. You see, I'd been talking to Emily and she had known some of her staff, but because of studying abroad she wasn't too familiar with

[anonymous]

I'm trying to think of something to say to you, but I'm not sure you'd want to hear anything from my direction. I value the memories of studying with you last year in the lounge and spending time with you and your friends. I remember when you cut your hair short, I had trouble recalling what you looked like before, but thought that it was much better short, like it was nice to have another short haired gal around. I always thought that you were beautiful and amazingly smart. Conversations about music, socks, and roommates stand out to me. Laughing at movies and talking about scences that were disturbing but made sense and made the film stronger. I remember the time you let me read one of your poems last year that you were writing for class and asked me for suggestions. I suppose I could maybe call you a friend. It was the sight of you that saved me from a terrible evening this winter. I was feeling lost and alone and I saw you walking and you led me to a better place, I don't know where I would be today if I hadn't run into you, I don