sunday
It has been to my dismay that time has swept me off my feet for only the millionth time and I couldn't write. I feel much better now!
So.....i don't have many friends here and Im not very sure that the one I do have even read my posts.....but i will write away for my sake.
So this is the third week I have been home for the holidays, i already miss college....well more like my apartment.....I love it here but I can't wait to be freeeee again. My roommates are pretty rad, I may add! I have had some pretty rough moments around here, the kinds of moment where you just wish you had magical moon boots that could instantly transport you to the.......MOON! ...maybe then i could find out if those childhood tales were true...what if the moon IS made out of cheese?!?!?! Ok back to reality, moon boots are figments of our desperate imagination, and the moon cannot possibly made out of cheese.......but darn, can't i just imagine for just a second or two?
I must remind the reader(s), if any, that i am random as can be.
I wish i was more.......insightful....more phillosophical and stuff. I wish i could analyze things and wonder about them for hours on end. I wish i could dig deep into people's hearts and see what is it they so arduously believe in, I wish i could read minds, I wish i could see the undisclosed desires of so many hearts. I wish I could, for once in human history, decipher the human heart in it's entirety. Oh that heart, that emotional organ that bleeds in more ways than one. We bleed. We bleed pain, we bleed joy, we bleed life just as much as we bleed death.
So.....i don't have many friends here and Im not very sure that the one I do have even read my posts.....but i will write away for my sake.
So this is the third week I have been home for the holidays, i already miss college....well more like my apartment.....I love it here but I can't wait to be freeeee again. My roommates are pretty rad, I may add! I have had some pretty rough moments around here, the kinds of moment where you just wish you had magical moon boots that could instantly transport you to the.......MOON! ...maybe then i could find out if those childhood tales were true...what if the moon IS made out of cheese?!?!?! Ok back to reality, moon boots are figments of our desperate imagination, and the moon cannot possibly made out of cheese.......but darn, can't i just imagine for just a second or two?
I must remind the reader(s), if any, that i am random as can be.
I wish i was more.......insightful....more phillosophical and stuff. I wish i could analyze things and wonder about them for hours on end. I wish i could dig deep into people's hearts and see what is it they so arduously believe in, I wish i could read minds, I wish i could see the undisclosed desires of so many hearts. I wish I could, for once in human history, decipher the human heart in it's entirety. Oh that heart, that emotional organ that bleeds in more ways than one. We bleed. We bleed pain, we bleed joy, we bleed life just as much as we bleed death.