This weekend has been quite productive. I have done all of my homework for Tuesday and Wednesday, went through all of my emails, figured out important dates, and I still have Monday to do even more. I like this busy work. I'm actually doing something. I hope it continues ( Read more... )

I'm back in New Paltz, unpacked, caffeine-deprived (if this headache is anything to go by), and ready to sleep. Met the new suitemate; she's from England, a nice girl really, I look forward to one day smoking and drinking with her. And her friend ( Read more... )

It's morning. I woke up on a friend's laid-out futon, my hip sore and eyes staring out of the parted curtains ( Read more... )

Great mood right now. The cut on my left pinky knuckle is healing, my hands are shaking from too much too soon, and I'm yawning because I can't get in enough oxygen, but I'm good. Listening to Our Lady Peace, their Clumsy album. It is such a good album ( Read more... )

It is so nice out today. It rained for a while, but now, the sun is still out (thanks to Daylight Savings) and the air is just so tangible.

I just finished my last pack of cigarettes. I have no plans on buying anymore. Need to save up some money.

This is the time of the year where I want to play Kingdom Hearts and any Final Fantasy in my grasp. ( Read more... )

Because I feel you near me.I hate it sometimes, when certain thoughts and music become associated to an area that was once loved for it's isolation from those thoughts ( Read more... )

I've been wanting to write for the last week. There are so many things I want to say, so many moments that I’ve written down on the palm of my hand in hopes of remembering to write here ( Read more... )

I feel like... I failed you.I was biking yesterday, around seven, and we passed a swampy area. There was a lot of water, covering dead leaves and the roots of trees. The water was so still... the reflection was mirror-like. I wanted to just steer my bike into the mess and just sink into it, running my hands in the mud and getting scratched by ( Read more... )

I love tattoos. I just love them. So now I have more. Yay ( Read more... )

I never really questioned how other's take in my personality. I always think about what I think about my personality and impression on others, but I never really paid attention to them.

I mean, yes, I've been told by teachers and professors and other older people that I come off a bit intense... that I have intense eye contact, or something along ( Read more... )