Yesterday, my arms were sore. Today my calves are killing me, it hurts to walk down the stairs... but not up for some reason... Abs are only a little sore. The frig has just been restocked, I've moved all of the water out of the truck and into the house. So what woke up early today. I'm going to attempt cooking something new today, hope that turns ( Read more... )

I just had a moment as I am eating my morning cereal now...It just hit me that a certain event was actually a dream. Not to say the dream felt so "real" but as if I just accepted that it happened as if it was just embedded in my memories.  Strange how our dreams work, I don't even know why I decided that to share that on LJ.  whatever... we'll see ( Read more... )

Our memory works in strange ways. I was in the Rutger's student center today and this game across my memory.

A simple glance at you and I feel pure,
The darkest clouds move aside just for you.
I am bleeding so can you be my cure?
I had this too long if only you knew.

Even after the times, I am still true,
True to my ever word, pure to the past.
Passed the ( Read more... )

My Red hair, the blood that drips at the tip ( Read more... )

There are those that don't give a shit, and then amazingly there are people that actually do care?

A lot has been said about how to prevent rape.
Women should learn self-defense. Women should lock themselves in their houses after dark. Women shouldn't have long hair and women shouldn't wear short skirts. Women shouldn't leave drinks unattended. fuck ( Read more... )

Listen to my words, look into my eyes ( Read more... )

昨天我跟一个人聊天，我们在说生活的事。 我以前又想到这个事，可是没有这样的想。 我自己知道我该帮了很多。而且我这几月从中国来的时候，我都感觉我变了很多。还有我开始学中文侯，我觉得我想法变了。 我父母在中国，他们也不会管我，我也不需要他们管我。我看见我表弟能么样不爱父母，我会想到，我以前也是这样，可是我知道我有成熟， 我还不知道这么说。。。 我的中文还是很擦。

I don't think I've ever had this problem before. I feel restricted in what I can/would say. Some how this journal has lost its meaning... or perhaps I wish for a more private life?

Spring break is coming to a close as the snow slowly covers everything in a sheet of white. This was a very unexpected spring break, I wanted 70 degrees with 5 mph winds, sunny and partly cloudy, and 70% humidity. That's what I call spring... but then again, it is really not spring yet. The coming Spring warms my heart with a sense of anticipation ( Read more... )

So apparently every time I come home for some break, I feel relatively more mature. So there was Thanksgiving, winter, and spring break, coming home is nice to see old friends and play our silly little games including the ever popular melee and magic. Joy grows a little more and time slowly ticks... yet time itself has lost its linear pattern. The ( Read more... )