Jan 10, 2006 16:21
It's sin that no one will ever be able to find the truth. We will always see the world through the tinted glasses of past experience and current prejudice: the shadows on the cave wall. I guess Plato had it right.
I have a roommate. Her name is Anne. She seems really nice. We won't be best friends, but we won't ignore each other.
My back is a fucking whore. I'm sick about it. My life will never be the same, and I will never be able to do the things I used to. There are things that I am now physically incapable of experiencing...
EDIT
My Conflict Resolution instructor reminds me of Schleuter, only covered in tattoos and piercings. *shudder* God I hate that man. Whatever you think my last name is, it sure as hell isn't Klug.