math sucks.
Well, math sucks and I wish people would actually explain the steps rather than assume we know them. I swear,. I have to agree with Calvin and Hobbs where Calvin claims math is a religion! Most if it is based on belief! There is no explainable reason why you do some stuff in math, it's just how it's done and poof, the answer appears.
I'm also in contact with another person from my past. I'm actually talking to two people about different stages of that life. It's interisting facing two parts of that e xistance; one part being my happiest time of all my lives, and the second conversation talking about the end, where life was most dreary and bitter but still having some moments of smiling. Having to reface these lingering memories is interisting, in the least. Having to reface the emotions dealing with them is very intense and interisting. Last night I cried for over an hour, but it was bitter sweet. I knew when I died that it was what many people would have not wanted to be my end and most people argue that it wasn't romantic enough as deserved, you could say, but in it's own way it ended the way I would have wanted it. Bitter sweet like dark chocolate.
And I'm catching myself up with my homework and schedule, which is the reason for the math comment. I used to be super at math in my youth, but due to many horrible math teachers with do-it-yourself teaching styles, I now suck. But I am sticking through and trying to make it happen.
Finally writing the essays for my four-year college.
And I'm wishing I had the magical ability to gather up all the people I knew into one place for us to all enjoy eachother's company once again and share our memories of lives opast and old to new and refreshing. To be in the company of a few good men and women. But even if I had the magical ability to fly around the US (and world in some cases) to gather everyone, every now hasd a life of their own which no longer includes mine aside from few internet conversation. So it is dearly lonely and saddening to know that I can not be surrounded by those I love, hold dear and want to protect with my life. But instead I must let them go as I did once before long ago.
The world now days is far too corrupt and too complicated, I miss the days of simplier times when one could just have a horse, a sac and an unlimited amount of life and adventure out on the open. [sighs] Life is too complicated, we lost touch with it's purity and true meaning.
I hope one day I can create that Safehouse and allow a small bit of that peace to be created on Earth once again.
I wonder how everyone is doing. I hope Hide found a new job. I hope Marie is doing ok.
I'm also in contact with another person from my past. I'm actually talking to two people about different stages of that life. It's interisting facing two parts of that e xistance; one part being my happiest time of all my lives, and the second conversation talking about the end, where life was most dreary and bitter but still having some moments of smiling. Having to reface these lingering memories is interisting, in the least. Having to reface the emotions dealing with them is very intense and interisting. Last night I cried for over an hour, but it was bitter sweet. I knew when I died that it was what many people would have not wanted to be my end and most people argue that it wasn't romantic enough as deserved, you could say, but in it's own way it ended the way I would have wanted it. Bitter sweet like dark chocolate.
And I'm catching myself up with my homework and schedule, which is the reason for the math comment. I used to be super at math in my youth, but due to many horrible math teachers with do-it-yourself teaching styles, I now suck. But I am sticking through and trying to make it happen.
Finally writing the essays for my four-year college.
And I'm wishing I had the magical ability to gather up all the people I knew into one place for us to all enjoy eachother's company once again and share our memories of lives opast and old to new and refreshing. To be in the company of a few good men and women. But even if I had the magical ability to fly around the US (and world in some cases) to gather everyone, every now hasd a life of their own which no longer includes mine aside from few internet conversation. So it is dearly lonely and saddening to know that I can not be surrounded by those I love, hold dear and want to protect with my life. But instead I must let them go as I did once before long ago.
The world now days is far too corrupt and too complicated, I miss the days of simplier times when one could just have a horse, a sac and an unlimited amount of life and adventure out on the open. [sighs] Life is too complicated, we lost touch with it's purity and true meaning.
I hope one day I can create that Safehouse and allow a small bit of that peace to be created on Earth once again.
I wonder how everyone is doing. I hope Hide found a new job. I hope Marie is doing ok.