you justify doing your laundry as homework, so that it gets done somehow. You have to clean your room because you can't find your homework that you were postponing because you were doing your laundry, that you had to do so that you could have clean work shirts so that you could go to work, so that you could make money so you could stay in school, ( Read more... )

she puts the colors inside of my world, she's just like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change." ~Daughters ( Read more... )

Church yesterday talked about Christ's beauty and glory - then in class today we talked about Christ as the ultimate sacrifice and the horrible bloodiness of that sacrifice. I can't think that the blood and pain are glorious in themselves - the same as I can't think that war and warfare are glorious. Sitting in chapel today listen to this Ranger ( Read more... )

This is one of those sitting in the mud defiantly screwing up your face because you're trying not to cry moments. One of those wondering how you got down there when you had climbed so high moments. Mostly just a pissed off at the world moment ( Read more... )

Just good friends, wouldn't give me none, when all I wanted was some ( Read more... )

I've decided that I need to be more open in front of people, more vulnerable. That's why I started this blog, of course. But I refuse to subject people to my random ramblings until I can be consistent. Checking up on people's un-updated blogs is just way too annoying ( Read more... )

Sometimes when you're confused you realize how much your life is running in different directions. I like the idea of "balance" where I have many different interests, friends, and abilities. It can be confusing, though, when all of a sudden I'm caught up in my activities wondering why I'm doing them. I find myself surrounded by people who have a ( Read more... )

I can feel the energy drained out of my body. I'm limp. But the thoughts coursing are so rapid-fire I need to get some of them out. I'm still so angry on one hand, and yet on the other I feel so free. On the one hand there is this gigantic whole in my life where my best friend is gone. On the other hand I am just Karissa now. I don't have to ( Read more... )

If I thought about deep things, then I would probably like my Theology class a lot more. As it is, I tend to sit in the back of the room and try to figure out the practical things of my life (like when I can eat food) instead of talking about Nietzche and Wilckenspickenburger. I swear that's what his name is. Why do all the philosophers have to ( Read more... )

When the dark wood fell before me ( Read more... )