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Right now there is a couple learning french beside me in the computer room and it is fucking hilarious cuz she's scolding him. HAHAHA, so much for french being the language of love.
Anyway that little bit of sheer enjoyment from other people's misery aside things have been okay. Im not gonna lie and say theyve been horrible, cuz frankly they havent been. finals is next week, though i know i should be a little worried im not, dont rightly know why. I've been lazy and frankly find myself not caring but i will, mark my words i will start caring near the end of this week. I dont want to be one of those people who has big dreams and ends up being a manager at sam's, while that is an honorable profession its just not for me. Zack bought the soundtrack to both Wicked and Spamalot, both of which i love...I hate that he has the time to buy cds before me; plus the fact that i spend my money on food rather than anything that will last. Sill wanna go see Rent at the movies.
I found I have a love/hate relationship with chatting online. Its empty of true human connections, mostly relating to touch, sight,smell, but at times i find im freer online than i am in person. Truthfully speaking I have fewer inhibitions online than anywhere else and hate to say it I have more friends online than i do in reality. I suppose there's a suspension of reality when talking online, less expectations to impress or appear otherwise interesting.
Ironically i speak less to friends who have moved away than the people with whom i have never met in person...and i often wonder why this is so. I hate to see that fact everyday, cuz i know I will have to move away and the communication between myself and friends will dissapate because there is little to no constant communication. But does that mean that our friendships have lessened? Does that mean that a tribe has broken, or does it mean that I have been left out on purpose? This is more than likey paranoia and something which will pass; Id hate to think it was permenant...schizophrenia is not common in my family, nor is any mental illness that i know of.
Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flow'r of her kindred
No rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stern,
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them
Thus kindly I'll scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow
When friendships decay;
And from love's shining circle
The gems drop away
When true hearts lie wither'd
And fond ones are flow'n
Oh! Who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
This is a song, sung by Charolette Church that seems to strike my heart deepest.
alright this couple learning french is geting me disturbed, joy at momentary iront is one thing but its just too torturous to watch her debasing him
Anyway that little bit of sheer enjoyment from other people's misery aside things have been okay. Im not gonna lie and say theyve been horrible, cuz frankly they havent been. finals is next week, though i know i should be a little worried im not, dont rightly know why. I've been lazy and frankly find myself not caring but i will, mark my words i will start caring near the end of this week. I dont want to be one of those people who has big dreams and ends up being a manager at sam's, while that is an honorable profession its just not for me. Zack bought the soundtrack to both Wicked and Spamalot, both of which i love...I hate that he has the time to buy cds before me; plus the fact that i spend my money on food rather than anything that will last. Sill wanna go see Rent at the movies.
I found I have a love/hate relationship with chatting online. Its empty of true human connections, mostly relating to touch, sight,smell, but at times i find im freer online than i am in person. Truthfully speaking I have fewer inhibitions online than anywhere else and hate to say it I have more friends online than i do in reality. I suppose there's a suspension of reality when talking online, less expectations to impress or appear otherwise interesting.
Ironically i speak less to friends who have moved away than the people with whom i have never met in person...and i often wonder why this is so. I hate to see that fact everyday, cuz i know I will have to move away and the communication between myself and friends will dissapate because there is little to no constant communication. But does that mean that our friendships have lessened? Does that mean that a tribe has broken, or does it mean that I have been left out on purpose? This is more than likey paranoia and something which will pass; Id hate to think it was permenant...schizophrenia is not common in my family, nor is any mental illness that i know of.
Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flow'r of her kindred
No rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stern,
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them
Thus kindly I'll scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow
When friendships decay;
And from love's shining circle
The gems drop away
When true hearts lie wither'd
And fond ones are flow'n
Oh! Who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
This is a song, sung by Charolette Church that seems to strike my heart deepest.
alright this couple learning french is geting me disturbed, joy at momentary iront is one thing but its just too torturous to watch her debasing him