The worst is over now. as much as i bitched and complained about this semester, as many times as i wanted to throw myself under an SUV, as mant nights i sat awake staring at a computer screen feeling like my eyes would fall out, I am still here. i wonder if this is how i will look back at every stressful event? 'oh, that was it? that was ( Read more... )

I realize that i have trust issues. i am working on it. but then, something like this happens and i just prove myself right. this is faulty thinking ofcourse, but i cant help it at the moment. the good news i have calmed down a bit. a good nights sleep has helped this. i will continue to live in my drama free exsitense, because i am ( Read more... )

A lot of my good pictures from Halloween were too dark to print, which i am quite pissed about.  I still salvaged some interesting ones, though not the one of the giant penis.  oh well, there's always next year.

I went up to Brown Unversity to "visit for graduate school end quote. Why is that in quotes? I'll let you come to your own conclusions ( Read more... )

I just came from a concert in the underground. some people called tartufi i think. Fun stuff. Before that, I saw Born into Brothels with the guilford film society. i think i am amemeber now. anyway, the film was awsome. one of those eye openers. it put things in perspective for me, especially since the film's themes apply to stuff that goes ( Read more... )

My computer is gone, again, and it tried to take my beautiful music machine with it ( Read more... )

My Ipod crashed this morning. I want to kill something

Yesterday, i hung out with the boys for a while before they disappeared on me. then i went up to the international house and hung with them for a while. After that i briefly went to a screening of Pirates of the Caribbean. Then I watched Anchor Man is Tristan’s room. He went to bed so me and Seth walked down to the apartments. There was some ( Read more... )

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in my abnormal psychology class, one of the first things my teacher tried to get us to do was to think critically, that is, start questioning the unquestioned. Her example was, "why marriage?" me being 17 and a senior in high school, I had never put much thought into the question, I just knew I wanted to do it. I didnt know why, I just did. So ( Read more... )