I'm such a vain person. I love myself, especially my flaws. (Flaws are beauty, in my eyes; they're what make us colorful and unique people ( Read more... )

We're selfish. We're all so selfish that it's absolutely disgusting.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.
Confucious

I was talking on the bus today and found an interesting and sad piece of news: a singer from Hawthorne Hights had died earlier this week ( Read more... )

I refuse to believe a single idea like a horoscope or "personality cluster" can encompass my entire personality.

Mary and I were talking on the phone for awhile, and we brought up some very relevant topics I would like to expound upon for a little while.

To be perfectly blunt: it sucks to be American.

We have no respect from other countries because of a government that doesn't even stand for the people it should represent. A government is for the people: ( Read more... )

I'm picking up my study of the Japanese language again.

I got my temps today.

De la canción "El Universo Sobre Mi":
Quiero encontro mi sitio--solo encontrar mi sitio.Pues, ¿qué es mi sitio? Es una pregunta que me pregunto mucho. Quiero saber qué voy a hacer con mi vida. ¿Qué quiero ser cuándo tengo más años? A veces, ¡no quiero tener mas años! Es una cosa mala, pienso a veces, tener más años ( Read more... )

They're pretentious fools, the lot of them: so self-righteous as they preach their desire to "better the skills of everyone", but there they go playing favorites to a disgusting and unappetizing degree.