Everyday lately I go to bed feeling distinctly different than I felt upon waking. I'm consciously trying to find a new attitude for myself, which doesn't work.

In conclusion:

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I think tonight, in fact about 30 minutes ago, was the most I have ever enjoyed the song The Only Living Boy in New YorkAnd Marina, somehow I missed my opportunity to tell you this, but from the second I walked up to you in your driveway, you gave off the best, most comforting aroma I've ever experienced ( Read more... )

I'm home. I haven't updated for a long long time, and I didn't really want to much. The last few weeks have been ridiculous. I got insanely busy with school, but apparently owned my finals because I got a solid 4.0 for the quarter. I think the most important thing for me in the last few weeks has been the music I've discovered. My favorite song was ( Read more... )

I've been busy this weekend, and I still have lots of homework that needs done. But all I can do now is this. I've only checked my friends page a few times this weekend. There were some interesting things, but I've realized that I just need to get away from reading it so much. And in my own journal, I don't think I post anything except song lyrics ( Read more... )

So I've been ultra busy all weekend, and I haven't had much time to work on homework at all. None, actually ( Read more... )

I want to die ...

Today, I found a website that I read and cried.

I'm honestly not ready to share it.

Tonight, I watched some of the DVD of the Simon and Garfunkel Old Friends tour from 2003 or 2004. In either case, they're both getting old, but still are amazing. I wanted to just fall asleep watching the DVD and wake up in 40 years. I want to have the experience of finding someone who I've not forgotten about for 40 years and who has not forgotten ( Read more... )

I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly, and looking back down at me, smiled reassuringly.
And I dreamed I was flying...

Why can't I fight apathy with apathy? Instead I fight apathy with... somach aches.

I got the album "The Milk-Eyed Mender" from my good friend Alex a week or so ago. I listened to a little bit, and thought it was funny. Everything I read about her seemed to be overly dramatic. Here, we have a girl who looks like a gelfling in the Dark Crystal, sounds like a 8 years old, plays the harp, and sings, "I killed my dinner with karate." ( Read more... )