Th hunger artist stayed in his cage, not eating, draining away. Not because he was just so good at the art of starvation, but because he never found any food good enough to eat. I am in many ways that hunger artist. I am in this place...this cage...behind this wall, not because I enjoy being alone or being miserable, but because I think I deserve ( Read more... )

I should really make sure I keep this thing up, and I should really stop caring if anyone reads or responds to it. I should do it for myself because there is a need. That said ( Read more... )

My baby died on Dec. 27, 2005 of unknown causes.

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Sooooo for some reason my mom does have her job...for another year anyway, and she wouldn't talk with me about my options past that point, which is good anyway. i do have finals to take. I mean my options would be 1)go through hell and back trying to fill out forms to get money from the govt/other sources 2)find the same callibur public school in ( Read more... )

I don't care anymore and I can slowly feel myself pulling away from everyone and everything. I could just give a shit right now. I'm not clueless as to why. These last few weeks have been hell with my mom (possibly) losing her job, her odd sickness, my possible leave from clemson, the huge fight i had with my sister, my own odd sickness, and ( Read more... )

It appears my mom will definetly be losing her job since everyone else in her department has, but I guess we won't really know till tomorrow...

Goodbye Clemson.

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The real life concern matches that shown on here.

It really sucks the degree that no one gives a fuck.

O well...keep your friends close...

My mom finds out Thrusday if she gets to keep her job since they are outsourcing to India. Which probably means, no, she won't. Which also means I probably won't be able to stay at Clemson. Fun times ahead I'm sure.

Why do I feel so significant? Perhaps if I felt more insignifigant, life wouldn't be so hard. I am so tired of feeling unimportant to people. There are only a handful of people I think sincerely care about me or value me as a person. It's so hard because, for the most part, I value and/or hold certain people to such high esteems. Most of these ( Read more... )