For the sake of my sanity, I cannot look at this depressing journal for one minute longer. However, I can't delete it yet. I still need it. A reminder, I guess. I don't know. Anyway, my life is going to be changing (for the better, hopefully) and I decided that I need to start a new journal so that I can document my new thoughts and new ideas ( Read more... )

...and survived, barely. I've never cried so much in my life. I never used to cry about anything. But for the past two days, I cried. Alone. No one to call, no one to run to. The darkness was absolutely suffocating. I've never experienced anything like it before ( Read more... )

I just finished reading The Pianist by Wladyslaw Szpilman. Amazing book. However, it makes me want to never see the movie, especially if the movie attempted to stay true to the book. The images and events that Szpilman describes in his book are things that I would rather not see visually. It's horrifying enough picturing them in one's mind ( Read more... )

Married By America. The latest reality show. Just when you thought TV couldn't get any worse.

It looks like marriage has just become a fun little hobby for the majority of Americans, judging by the skyrocketing divorce rates and the latest reality shows. The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, Joe Millionaire... and now Married By America. Hell, ( Read more... )

It's been taken away from me. It's been snatched from directly under my feet. I always thought my music would be invincible from even the worst of days, but I was wrong. What more? Come on! Just go ahead and push me over the edge! God, I fucking hate this...

Why doesn't a car just run over me and get it over with?

Eating oatmeal. The Cinnamon Bun kind. It always smells so much better than it tastes ( Read more... )

Somewhere . .
Sometimes . .
. . scream . .
I want to bash down the walls that hide me in the darkness.
Tear down the cold iron bars that distort my face.

Look at me!
See the eyes in my loneliness!
Hear the voice in my darkness!

Someone . .
Take me from my loneliness . .
the darkness that is me.
Tear it down. Let me out.

When will I be free?

I love sunny days in winter when the blue sky looks so deceptively and wonderfully warm that I have to fight the compulsion to roll down my car windows on my way home from work.

I love looking outside and seeing the snow melt off of the rooftops so quickly that it looks like a summer downpour.

I love smiling in the cool breeze of a warm day in ( Read more... )

"In most of our lives, however, we are probably far more conscious of the discoveries that we make, the revelations that open up for us, in our relationships with other people. In the love of other people we discover our own worth and dignity and meaning in life..."
--Monika K. HellwigI've been trying to deny and fight her stance on that. I have ( Read more... )

I took part 1 of my ACC201 exam today. I missed three out of 33 questions. Two incorrect answers were entirely valid... I had given the wrong answer and recognized the correct answer once I saw the red. I have no problem admitting that whatsoever. However, the third missed question was entirely correct on my part. For all posterity, let it be ( Read more... )