So lately, I've been sort of into the belief that if you're given three signs to do something, you should definitely do it. I dunno what kind of belief that is; maybe I just made it up. Either way, I've been given three signs in three days to do something. And so I shall do it. I'll keep you posted ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm throwing everything away and there's nothing I can do to stop myself. Even though I feel like shit. I have no motivation.

Hello, Counseling Center.

My mom is pissed as hell at a few of the faculty at Trinity, and rightfully so.

Trinity has gone to hell, and it can only get worse.

I'm really fucking sick of melodrama.

I'm really fucking sick of being so immature.

We saw Brokeback Mountain tonight, and I'm pretty sure most of Columbia's gay population was there. It was completely packed. There was applause at the end. I recommend seeing it ( Read more... )

GUESS WHO GETS TO INTERVIEW THE ACADEMY IS FOR THE GAMECOCK/WUSC.

GUESS.

GO ON. GUESS.

MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some guy just started talking to me out of nowhere and then followed me to Gambrell. He's like thirty. And the scary thing is, I think he's in my English discussion class. So this may happen again.

Why is it so windy?

So, I'm actively applying for new jobs now. I just applied as an on-call bank teller at First Citizens downtown. It sounds really good. Since I'd be on call, I probably won't have that many hours, which is excellent because that means more time to write for The Gamecock and work on school shit. And banks pay like $10/hour ( Read more... )

I think I've come to embrace solitude because it's impossible to exclude myself, and I can't hurt my own feelings.

MY AUNT HAS A MYSPACE.

Also, last year, I sent myself an email from FutureMe.org. I completely forgot about it and almost deleted it when I received it today, but for some reason I opened it. It was a nice surprise. It's really weird to see where I was exactly a year ago and what I was thinking and what my ambitions were.

( THE LETTER )