Invisability has it's advantages. I guess that's all that really needs to be said about that.

Also, I love feeling like someone is punching me in the stomach all day long.

It's also nice to want something really bad and know you can't have it. No matter what you do or say. In the end this kind of thing is never up to me.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck ( Read more... )

My brother is married. His wife is like a sister to me. Last night her grandmother died. She was 90 years old. I can't believe how functional she was for her age. She was living by herself until she turned 89. Oh my god. If I live past 60 I'll consider myself lucky. I knew her well for someone who is not related by blood, and she is still family. ( Read more... )

How do you know if a song is not good? I'm listening to Bright Eyes and I'm trying to figure out if I like it, but the only thing preventing me from actually enjoying it is this dude's voice. And his whole persona. The whole "hooded sweatshirt and beat up Converse All-Stars" has gotten too old and cliche for it to be interesting. That was cool in ( Read more... )

I cleaned my room out. It looked so fake. I unmade the bed to make it seem like someone actually lives here. Just one of those things, I guess ( Read more... )

Is there anyone I could talk to? I'm starting to run out of ways to feel less upset.

Upset is the wrong word. I think it's more like depressed.

I have never been more stressed than this week, but I've also never been happier. So what the fuck is going on. I'm doing my homework early and being really really anal about the order of my mp3s. Is this what "maturity" is? Because I definetely don't feel mature. And if this is what people meant when they said "grow up!" or "how mature" (with that ( Read more... )

Once upon a time in July I went to Skidmore and met lots of fun people. Among the fun people was Krista, aka kikithecrusher. She and I spent many a fun time on the RA couch in the lobby and she rolled her eyes while I was cynical and made fun of people. Then came August and I had to leave Skidmore and the last person I ever saw on the campus was ( Read more... )

There are people who you keep close just so you won't be alone. And there are people that you push away as to avoid any kind of rejection. What I am not capable of doing is keeping people at the right distance so they don't get creeped out or offended ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder what the fuck is going on when good stuff like this happens.