Well, fuck, this is a lot.

An explanation:

At this point in time, I am a Christian. I am a nondenominational Christian with a great deal of spiritualist tendencies (I am probably using that term incorrectly, but this does not concern me at the moment), and who (and this is so blasphemous because American-Presbyterian tradition and the recent revival ( Read more... )

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At first, I was thinking that I wanted to go off on this deep, philosophical discussion on belief or religion or the encased heart or any number of things, but ( Read more... )

I am lazy. The personality trait is laid-back, but the vice is sloth, and I suffer somewhat from it. It's probably better that I do, because it means I am looking for change, but nothing sticks for long.

Let me clarify: I am not incrediably lazy. I do what has to be done, and what I do do, I do right. I never really believed in starting something ( Read more... )

The time to kick back, relax, get a job, attempt to catch up on all the projects that somehow find school and homework their life antithesis, and be generally restless.

Since I started seriously contemplating writing as a career in my sophomore year of high school, I've never had nothing to do. There's always this project to work on (mentally) and ( Read more... )

It should be noted that I am not the type of person to keep diaries.

Even I think it's strange how silent a person I am. It's not so much that I don't talk, but that I think that when I do, I never say anything too personal. I'll talk about what I think, the things I've thought about, and what I know, but I'm always so careful when I say something ( Read more... )