Oct 03, 2006 14:55
Eyeah, uh.
So.
"And I was yet aware that this was only a moment, that the world waited outside, as hungry as a tiger, and that trouble stretched above us, longer than the sky."
That's one run-on sentence.
Best day ever: September 28, 2006
I sent Mrs. Woody an email last Thursday ^
She hasn't responded yet,
I actually needed her to.
So I'm in college now. Little over a month in..
I'm pretty good at ingnoring things.
MELVINS are coming November 3rd!
Kendra's visited me twice already, and I haven't talked to Karen in about six months. Whatever.
Hanging out with Devin a lot.
He's the only person I know here.
Back into Mudhoney. =D
"Oh, God how I love to hate. Slidin' in & out of Grace."
Knit another purse. And a rug. And a doll.
Need to knit a scarf. And a shall. And more dolls.
Oh, I've got a new cousin. Jaime just had another girl.
Reading Even Cowgirls get the Blues and Wild Ducks Flying Backwards, and textbooks.
My current classes are Comp I, Calc II, Symposium, Am. Gov't, and Career Planning.
Killer-shoe-eating-pinky-toe
Mollified: soothed; softened; made less intense
"There is the theory of the Moebius, a twist in space where time becomes a loop... time becomes a loop... time becomes a loop... time beomes a loop..."- Atlanta 91.1 GA Tech radio
We want equality of opportunity not obligation.
Don't be afraid of silence.
The Hermetic Whore - Peter Spielberg
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Cycles-
The problem of having both depression and anxiety is that they preserve each other. One cannot work on ones social anxiety problems when one just wants to sit alone in the dark or sleep. Similarly, one cannot hope to be happy or joyful or whatever the hell depression is not when a majority of the time it is social relationships that create these feelings. Ignore it and be awkward, be awkward and be unapproachable. "Starting new" only creates the same problems. Once one is fairly comfortable in their environment, they feel confident and overlook their history. Similar to the cycle that plagues those manic-depressive disorder individuals who are saved by their medication when on a low, but feel invincible (and therefore don't need it) when on a high. Once another low swings around it is deeper and more terrible than before.
Human life is short, brutish, and cruel, but it is our civil rights that make it bearable.
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There's no such thing as growing up. There is, however, such a thing as losing ones sense of humor.