Voodoo Child
There are officially some fucking eeeeevil vibes floating around Oxford right now. Actually I don't know if it's just LMH or the whole of the city, because I haven't really left college much. Which is possibly part of the problem.
But the thing is that there's absolutely nothing concrete or tangible about it. No one has found any specific reason to feel shitty (as we all do), but everyone is just a bit miserable/on edge. Maybe this is English/Oxford spring fever?
At any rate, I'm making some great strides in attempting to assuage the evilness floating around. Yesterday we had a nice little chat about each other's aura's, what color they are and what they mean, etc, which I think helped to get people sensing the positivity issuing from each other. Except Nick Pothecry. He said he liked negative energy, which makes him the dark lord of LMH.
Then we had some collective positive thinking-time, in honor of my little brother, who had his Perpich interview yesterday. I've been wishing and hoping with all my heart for the last couple weeks that he'll get in, and I'm pretty sure interviews are big deal-sealers. So yeah, me, Jane, Sam, Nick, and Kat all thought good thoughts for him a couple times yesterday. I'm pretty sure our brain waves will make it over there.
And if nothing else, I'd like to think I'm helping these uptight Oxfordians to accept themselves for the crazies they are and enjoy it.
But the thing is that there's absolutely nothing concrete or tangible about it. No one has found any specific reason to feel shitty (as we all do), but everyone is just a bit miserable/on edge. Maybe this is English/Oxford spring fever?
At any rate, I'm making some great strides in attempting to assuage the evilness floating around. Yesterday we had a nice little chat about each other's aura's, what color they are and what they mean, etc, which I think helped to get people sensing the positivity issuing from each other. Except Nick Pothecry. He said he liked negative energy, which makes him the dark lord of LMH.
Then we had some collective positive thinking-time, in honor of my little brother, who had his Perpich interview yesterday. I've been wishing and hoping with all my heart for the last couple weeks that he'll get in, and I'm pretty sure interviews are big deal-sealers. So yeah, me, Jane, Sam, Nick, and Kat all thought good thoughts for him a couple times yesterday. I'm pretty sure our brain waves will make it over there.
And if nothing else, I'd like to think I'm helping these uptight Oxfordians to accept themselves for the crazies they are and enjoy it.