graffiti?  on the houses in my neighborhood?

messages of violence and hate?

who is the murder mob?

why do things like this happen?

it doesn't matter where you live. 

i heard a girl crying, so i went into the hall to hug a stranger.  maybe i needed it as much as she did.

spring break is approaching, and as i walk around campus, i hear pieces of excited conversations.  students cluster to compare the times of their flights home.  and i think about how nice i've got it.  i can go home anytime i like.  i fell in love with tacoma this summer, and absence does make the heart grow fonder ( Read more... )

i've been sleeping in my own bed less and less.  am i slipping back into old, restless habits?

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i had another one of those mornings.  the kind when you wake up and as soon as the fog obscuring your memory of the night before clears, you wish it hadn't ( Read more... )

i am really starting to hate dorm life ( Read more... )

i have learned one thing from college:

when you're trying to prove yourself to someone, make sure it's something you want to prove.

the music of sigur rós never ceases to amazes me; i think it never will.  i experience their albums differently each time i listen.

i am uncharacteristically happy today.

it really is all about taking it one day at a time isn't it? i never got it. not until now.

and i'll have you know, i'm on top of things. for the first time in a long time, i feel in control. and i know i can do this. and it feels good.

goals of the week:
ween myself off of saying "and" so much. especially ( Read more... )