I swear to fucking god, my foot is permanently cemented in my mouth.

There's a fuckton of shit going down ( Read more... )

Don't practice stress....practice peace ( Read more... )

The other day I saw my aunt for the first time in more than four years....we had an awesome conversation, and it was a great reminder of a) where I came from b)what I could accomplish c)there's some people still rooting for me. She asked some interesting questions that I wasn't sure how to answer, that made question the way I'm heading in some ways ( Read more... )

So much reporting, so much spontaneous feeling, so much is so complicated and exhausting but why complain? it's all part of The Great Communication Breakdown of 2009- when things get hectic and emotional, my computer and phone go away so I'm forced to write in a lab, report at home or down town, all while working, doing other writing, classes and ( Read more... )

School is strange. Money is evil. Reporting and journalism, even in their most literary forms, don't feel that fun anymore. I don't feel like invading people's personal lives for the sake of telling a story. Not when my own life feels so suggestive and cloudy, it's like being a hypocrite. Go ahead, I can be your lead for a story about what not to ( Read more... )

I don't want to leave New York. It's scaring me, leaving so soon. It's been so safe here, and so fun. It's easy to do what I want to do, at this point at least, and I feel like I get a lot done here. Progress. But almost at the end of it, it's like I can't focus on anything but the fact I'm leaving, won't be living here any more, won't be living ( Read more... )

Long term goal: Get apartment on coast of Atlantic Ocean. asap.

Immediate goal: Stay awake until 4 o'clock.

Now, if only I could live down all my shame....

I was emailing my mom and meant to say "if I don't get a job when I graduate" but just typed "if I don't graduate."

She flipped out, haha. No way that ain't happening, I'd be fuckin' screwedddd.

"We could spend our whole lives
Writing the same old songs and
Fighting the same old crowds and
Praying for the end to come"