Yeah, um, so between being all artsy, there exists a part of me that is kind of funny too. In writing, I can be all that I want to be, though when I communicate with people, it all falls apart. I have not mastered that art of when you're in a conversation with someone you meet, how long do you talk to him or her? It's so weird that I have to ( Read more... )

So my advisor (reg) was in the music scene when he was an undergrad, which was the early to mid 90s, and he played trumpet, which is strange because I could never consider trumpet one of those instruments. And so we discussed this a few weeks ago, instead of discussing what has become "the race stuff" (how the interplay of the facial cues that are ( Read more... )

So perhaps there are great things that can be done by motivated people. When the undergraduate student body unites, or part of the Penn State body, they can do most anything. Even move time itself, perhaps. Due to a vast governmental and university conspiracy, spring break was moved back a week, all because they wanted to stop the partying that ( Read more... )

So comments are pointless and I often don't respond, but I assume such things are read. I remove myself from standard every day. That is what makes it different, the fact that standard exists and the way people talk and write and you remove yourself from it and don't want to be a part. There was recruitment weekend for us, today and last night, ( Read more... )

I need to recontact with people because I've neglected so many of them, doing nothing, dealing with very little, and living in this different world now. People are fading because they post less regularly on here, but that's because they're busy. All this exists for is a waste of time, moments which I could be pounding more knowledge into my brain ( Read more... )

This last four days of random traveling, this random moments and now I'm here for an anticipated funeral tomorrow because it happened at the middle of the night when I was miserably poised in a hotel in Memphis, when things were so far away, and now I am in Virginia, after a day that began at 5 am central time and ended here at 1 am from constant ( Read more... )

It's another day and I feel like I might consider updating it. Unless you have infinitely more people on your thing as friends, you will probably read it, because I am scouring for other people's lives to read. That's a human thing, one that is pretty ingrained, that we like to know about others and ourselves, and perhaps it is a bad thing, but I ( Read more... )

This is an entry that will be disconnected, as all thoughts are. I learned a lot about me through this retreat at the church and the personality assessments that were a part of that (the assessments were the kinds that people take for work, the strengthsfinder through gallup and the disc profile, if you are curious) I learned that my belief is ( Read more... )

I apologize in advance because this is one of those survey thingies and I don't know how to do LJ cuts. (By don't know how to do, I mean that I can easily find out by surfing through five clicks or so, three hours in dial-up time, but I don't want to know, just like text messaging, I claim I don't know how but everyone who knows me well knows I'm ( Read more... )

So, here is to exist. The concept of consciousness, something I discussed early this morning with Nate, the interest of the idea of consciousness and why it is the ultimate idea of human existence. My idea of finding the meaning of life, where it lies and since we all search for it. Somewhere between reading Bertrand Russell, I decided that ( Read more... )