You speak of hearts but you know not of what you speak. A heart is energy, not love; it is a blood pump, a generator. Everything else is your mind, your brain, science, attraction. It's disappointing that disappointment is just a chemical imbalance, that doubt is just an illusion, that an illusion is just a missing proton, electron, neutron, some ( Read more... )

We are all divides, cracks. tectonic plates. we are all dangerous; we all transfer energy; we are all capable of breaking anyone or anything around us, not excluding ourselves. we cause friction and sometimes we cause earthquakes, people-quakes, breaks. break-ups, break-ins, break throughs. we are the world's most dangerous natural disaster: we are ( Read more... )

I am at work; the last thing I should be doing right now is writing in this journal. Oh well, fuck it. Today I watched the news for admittedly the first time in a long time. I just don't LIKE the news. You never know how much truth you're getting. We think we're living in such a safe, democratic country..we think we know exactly what's going on in ( Read more... )

I don't think I've ever missed London so much. I don't think I've ever missed a place so much. But then again, London was not just a place...it was an experience. EVERYTHING reminds me of it. London was my first love; I've never loved anything so much. Isn't that sad? To love the memory of some abstract idea more than a person, more than almost ( Read more... )

Had the greatest weekend. Erica, Leah, and I took a roadtrip down to WPI in Worcester, Mass to visit some friends that we met in London. It was a LOT of fun. We stayed at Mike's apartment and met his roommates, and consequently had a drunken dance party until 6 AM. Leah's birthday was on Sunday so we all went out for brunch and had her open her ( Read more... )

Erica and I stayed up all night working on our Sociology paper and now we are both running on zero hours of sleep. She told me about this friend of hers who got stress-induced shingles and now I am very scared. I do not want red spotty things!!! Take me back to London. At least shingles in London would've been worth it ( Read more... )

have you ever done anything so generally unaccepted and out of the norm that you don't even know if it was the right thing to do, even if at some points in your thinking you believed that it was your only way to righteousness? well if you have, give me a call...because I seriously need to talk to you ( Read more... )

So here I am, in London. Been here for almost two months now and I finally see my life for what it is. I finally see myself and am no longer afraid to actually use my eyes and believe what they show me. Of course home looks like a hell-hole from here. It's like I'm gazing down from behind a cloud to see a black hole where my life used to be. Escape ( Read more... )

I'm going to miss New York City. I'm going to miss growing up. It seems to have passed by so quickly and I want to do so much. The time for dreaming has passed...now it is time for action, and I spend too much time dreaming and not enough time doing, too much time hesitating and thinking and imagining...too much time in my perfectly painted fantasy ( Read more... )

Today Mannie drove me to visit Syracuse University. He drove me a total of EIGHT hours so that I could see that school. I don't know anyone else in this world who would do that for me for completely unselfish reasons. It was really nice of him. The school itself was AWESOME and left me completely confused as to which to choose. On the way home ( Read more... )