i am becoming nicely acquainted with the dean of studies office.

if adolescence is characterized by rapid physical and brain development,
then early adulthood is characterized by even rapider mental and, more importantly, emotional development.

i guess this is growing up.
i think this might be more painful than high school ever was.

it isn't perfect, but it's life ( Read more... )

Hopefulness must spring, [Jean Giono] decided, from literature and the profession of poetry. Authors only write. So, to be fair about it, they have an obligation to profess hopefulness, in return for their right to live and write. The poet must know the magical effect of certain words: hay, grass meadows, willows, rivers, firs, mountains, hills, ( Read more... )

my idea of the perfect life involves sharing an apartment in Wicker Park, riding my bike to work, slicing avocados, blasting the New Pornographers, fresh flowers on the dining room table, writing stories at the beach, going for train rides when it's hot, caraffes filled with ice cold water and lemon slices, buying all my clothes and furnishings at ( Read more... )

i have to make a movie.
and Low has to be the soundtrack.
and "In Metal" definitely has to be the poignant central song.

anyone got a camera?
i'd make sooo many movies if only i had a camera.

had one of those days when you want to try heroin ( Read more... )

shit like this makes me so upset and sad.

my favourite comment:
I think we as a society need to reconcile the idea of "blaming the victim" and contributory negligence. Even consent can be a red herring. If I go outside and ride my bike without a helmet, I am not in any way consenting to be hit by a car. Yet if it happens and I'm injured, I won't ( Read more... )

hey if you keep running ( Read more... )

at night, always dreams of cavernous houses and decadence. i am always wandering hallways, opening and closing doors. i am always finding places i never knew existed: a secret attic door leading to lavish apartments, closets that open to whole other houses, basements filled with endless bathrooms and winding hallways. i am always discovering ( Read more... )