"Tonight I feel very separate from the rest of the world- very much alone- and yet I've been seeing more people and doing more things than ever before in my life. It's a dazzling show- dazzling and cruel- I am getting cold and hard like the rest of them. I don't care about anyone but myself- that's the horrible thing- despicable selfishness- I can' ( Read more... )

My first words: "Poet, I should willingly speak with those two who go together there and seem so lightly carried by the wind." And he to me: "You'll see when they draw closer to us, and then you may appeal to them by that love which impels them. They will come." No sooner had the wind bent them toward us than I urged on my voice: "O battered souls ( Read more... )

This is a continuation of the personal entry I was writing two seconds ago ( Read more... )

So I wonder why things happen the way they do. I guess it makes me happy to tell myself that I really have no choice over things, after. I'm simply a vehicle through which the world carries itself out. I'm learning in psychology that all my actions are a result of neurochemistry/my brain. So the reason why I have more inhibition that the person ( Read more... )

Time for a public update. I'm here in the middle of New York City, at Columbia University. It's almost fall, around 4 am. Mark (currently the president of Columbia 2010!) and I are cross-floormates. We're both awake and reading. He's awesome, almost becoming like a brother to me ( Read more... )

Well, hello Livejournal. Sorry I've been negligent. I usually update on my xanga and just read people's entries on LJ. Or I make private entries, so you wouldn't know about them anyway ( Read more... )

So to let everyone know who I've not had a chance to talk to yet, wahoo! I'm in college. Columbia College!

Hello all. I thought I'd try LiveJournal, but it really is worse than xanga. So sadly I haven't updated recently. Or ever ( Read more... )