SEAC has become Linda-Daniel hangout time. Goodies ( Read more... )

Something to ponder and post on the other blog... maybe this too. I don't know, this is more like a personal reminder. Mostly prompted by me purchasing a pack of cigarettes yesterday... smoking three cigarettes... and now about to throw away the rest of the pack ( Read more... )

There's roughly 12 total weeks left of my undergraduate career... kind of crazy... Damn. I can't believe I've made it this far and stuck it out through legendary physiology lab, ridiculously long hours in lab and gradually neater dissections and all. I loved every bit of it ( Read more... )

Life is going well. Pretty fast ( Read more... )

Bodies are so fucking strange.

But we'll never be here again.

w00t. White people and yoga.

"Something is beginning in order to end: adventure does not let itself be drawn out; it only makes sense when dead. I am drawn, irrevocably, towards this death which is perhaps mine as well. Each instant appears only as part of a sequence. I cling to each instant with all my heart: I know that it is unique, irreplaceable - and yet I would not raise ( Read more... )

Strange. Life is so strange. Make up your mind. Minds are only made up of moments and to chain them to the past and drag them by the future leaves a bloody mess ( Read more... )

I guess being "sick to the stomach" isn't just a figurative idiom, but is grounded in a very material and literal way... as I am finding out today. I'm never drinking alcohol... or at least in that quantity ever again. What a fucking poison. I've been getting the runs all day in addition to being haunted by a looming desire to vomit.

This week has been so real ( Read more... )

I'm not very comfortable in my own skin. I suppose that's why the idea of loneliness is still stained with tragedy and anguish. At the same time, I'm confronted with the paradoxical despair of introversion and the knee jerk reaction to a constant saturation of humanity ( Read more... )