i feel like i don't know anything anymore.

sometimes i want to be a writer so bad the thought of it makes me salivate. i get my hopes up as i write and the creativity flows and my professors compliment my verbs, line breaks, endings. the thought of it scares me - what will i do with my life?

so i guess im a pretty big asshole. i'm not sure why this is a revelation.

its true, i AM a cowboy. yeehaw.

saw An Inconvenient Truth tonight and i recommend that everyone see it. the presentation of the information is incredibly well done and when boiled down to the facts, it's quite an informative film. i agree, however, with most of the comments on their website that this movie should be released for free on the internet. its impact would be ( Read more... )

god im exhausted. this semester needs to end.

i feel that all politicians looks the same. all the men's faces creased and wrinkled and all the women's faces lifted and stretched. all of their eyes are sad and exhausted and none of them smile with anything but their mouths. and so now we move forward to the New Landscape of America, the democratic house, the bipartisan senate. we move ( Read more... )

there are moments, not even days but just afternoons, or evenings, and especially nights, where my grasp on everything feels so very tentative that it scares me. my connection to the people around me, my purpose, my sanity, all comes under this blitzkrieg, usually once i let myself slow down for half a damn minute. and i end up spending hours ( Read more... )

i remember what a great teacher once told me about writing. "don't use utilize when you can use use." it makes a world of difference.

there are two things that are amazing to me about me. the first is that no compliment seems to be good enough. i'm very bad at taking compliments and they don't make me feel good, just awkward. i was told in my conference that, even in a class of entirely english majors, i was a "very accomplished writer" with "impressive style" and yet, this ( Read more... )