So, what does it mean to be a man? The question really has come up a lot in my head since I turned thirty. Whether it just be the natural course of a mind at this age or the societal expectations around me, I cannot help but keep falling back to the matter and wondering if I measure up to the ideal in any form. Thoughts on the subject were only ( Read more... )

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I was thinking of moods yesterday in correlation with the class I was second to worst at in school; Physics ( Read more... )

There is something intrinsically depressing about 90s music. Mainly music from the early to mid-period of the decade. It all started, of course, with ’Latter Days’ on Friday because the song playing at the end of the movie is ’Windmills’ by Toad The Wet Sprocket. The song is so mellow it makes one want to slice their wrists just listening to it ( Read more... )

I sit here amongst stacks of papers, with the cold chill of spring lingering in the room though the window has long since been closed. I decided after my jaunt to lunch to come back home and finish putting this place in order. Of course, instead of doing that I climbed on the couch with a blanket and listened to some music as I broke open the ( Read more... )

I’m watching 'Romeo and Juliet' right now. It’s really quite an amazing play when you see it performed as opposed to just reading the text. For the first time I actually understood much of it. I’ve seen the movie a few times and thought it was pretty decent if not a bit goofy, their swords were replaced with guns for the film, but in the end it’s ( Read more... )