I deeply love Jimi Joe with everything I've got. But I don't know how much that is. I feel underdeveloped as an individual and would appreciate the time and space to grow independently, but I also know I would abuse that and jump into another relationship. I sometimes have an inkling of the thought that JJ is the one. But an inkling vs. knowing ( Read more... )

The more I listen to Joanna singing of her sister and of death, the more comforted and close to Katie I feel.

It seems morbid, but I like that the knowledge of finite existence (i.e. certain death) makes each boring boring day a gem. And that our capacity to relate to others is passed from generation to generation and in this we are cannonized! (See ( Read more... )

For some reason or another, I'm falling in love with spiders. Common house spiders, orb weavers, and black widows are asthetically pleasing. Looking a pictures of megalomorphic tarantulas (fangs fold under a furry top) has become what I do in the 10 second breaks that I take when I bore with studying. And I like telling people about wolf spiders' ( Read more... )

I don't see eye to eye with my roommate Casey on religious isssues. However, this never negatively affects our relationship. We each do as we choose without making snarky comments or villianous portraits of one another. I am endlessly impressed by how positive her outlook is and how hard she works to seek Christ in the eyes of those around her, ( Read more... )

I am genuinely in love with learning the most basic units of my surroundings' composition. I love to try and predict relationships between rocks and plastics and why things melt and what dissolving actually is and why fire burns. But mostly, I love being wrong. And studying more. I feel like I'm relearning the alphabet. Perhaps once the work picks ( Read more... )

I've been keeping a written journal in place of an online journal as of late. I like the feel creating a physical representation of my thoughts, even if the only shape I make is that of a letter within a word ( Read more... )

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I'm not worried about my performance on my finals, save for my chemistry final, but I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack in a few seconds (it's and insistent feeling that running does not quail) and I can't sleep. Alas, in a few days, anxiety over nothing will be a non-issue ( Read more... )

I feel like I can do more things that confirm my faith and are generally beneficial to humanity than listen to e-mail demands pushing for me to "send this message to 8 people, lest you're not a good person"! Had I known that signing myself on with a religion would flood my inbox rather than constantly remind me of the importance of respect, ( Read more... )

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