Not doing so well this morning. I went to bed last night feeling like crying, and woke up feeling like crying. I miss Matt, so badly. I don't know why I can't just move on or get over it, but I can't. I think of his new girlfriend, and I just want to hate her because I am so jealous, and I think of him, and I can't forget anything about our ( Read more... )

One wonders just how vast and gratuitous a catastrophe would have to be to shake the world's faith. The holocaust did not do it. Neither did hte genocide in Rwanda, even with machete-wielding priests among the perpetrators. Five hundred million people died of smallpox in the twentieth century, many of them infants. God's ways are, indeed, ( Read more... )

So, for next school year it is pretty much decided that I will be staying at Plymouth and living with Erik S. Barry and Sara Ward. This is exciting, and I feel really really good about my decision. I might be staying up here for the summer and working, but if not, I will be at home working at my Mum's graphic design company place doing things. We' ( Read more... )

A year ago today I was going to montreal to visit Amy and Jerome.
Two years ago today:


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I am going to make it through this year
If it kills me
I am going to make it through this year
If it kills me

UGHGHGHGHGHGHHGHG.

I just want you to GET it.

I just want you to be the best friend you USED to be.

FRUSTRATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahh, this semester is going to be amazing. I will be ridiculously busy, but I love all of my classes ( Read more... )

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I am self-absorbed in airplanes and takeoffs, in runaways and letdowns, in rekindling and hope. I spoke to you so early, from a worn out seat in the Southwest gate... I wondered how many had sat there before me, and I felt like clockwork. The passengers had departed, but they left remains as proof of their existance: a sticky smudge overlooking the ( Read more... )

Tonight I wrote seven papers for my ridiculous class that I'm taking (yeah, the one where the teacher had throat surgery so that he CAN'T SPEAK. he puts on a movie for three hours, then assigns shit). I think if I take another winterim class, it will be an online class, because I don't have the patience for three hours of movies every single day, ( Read more... )