I am going to try writing again ( Read more... )

i hate moody weather. it makes me feel strange. happy, because i like the storm and the change, but like something is missing. the sun. the real thing that gives everything on this planet light and warmth and that breadth of life ( Read more... )

so that you no longer have to look at my last reading-week post, i write again. i am not going to bother to hide it... this year has not been good for me. it has been only slow change, but something about being alive has worn me out faster than usual, and now i am just here. it is not so simple as i want to rest or take a break, i actually want ( Read more... )

it's reading week. i'm allowed at least one post ( Read more... )

so i've been away ( Read more... )

i didn't realize how incredibly easy mastermind (the game) is until i played it again over break. like really, i can't believe i was entertained by this back when i was in day care and never figured out the logical pattern. it's kind of amazing, really. or, in another perspective, darn you professor strobel for teaching us the logic to the game ( Read more... )

i haven't been on here for awhile, because i've been swept away in a tide of who knows what. but i have exactly 8 minutes between now and when i have to leave for section, and i want to say this ( Read more... )

i remember once, a dinner conversation, where the argument was made that we determine risk by the length of our lives. not so much on a person-to-person basis, but on a species level. but maybe it applies to a smaller scale too. i wonder what's the ideal lifespan of a human being. the balance between risk and lifespan that makes us evolve or ( Read more... )

i am happy. i ran today, ran until i thought my heart might just explode with disuse. oops. it's been a long time since i ran, i forget sometimes. daddy goes back to work tomorrow... for a day. it's funny having him home all the time, kind of like an insanely long weekend. though i suppose, it would be good if the next 2/3rds of my vacation ( Read more... )

i hate not being able to talk to people you once told everything. it makes you wonder if your friendships now will turn out that way. people must go their separate ways, it's a part of growing up, i know. and it just has to be that way... but i wish when we all got back together we could magically speak freely as if we were old friends with new ( Read more... )