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Monday, March 28, 2011

C'était ici

It's been a while, BUT NO ONE ELSE (besides Nikole and Sarah) BLOG.
Yay for making nouns into verbs!

Phillip, and Sarah, I need your passports.

School has been so blah. I'm tired of jazz, and Mrs. Mulligan is going crazy because I don't hand in these useless co-op things. Rage, I have to make fake notes for about what happened 4 weeks ago. Blah, I don't want to do all that work! And now I feel my heart in my stomach because I've admitted it.

That happens a lot for me. Admitting something is always the worst part. You get trapped, because everyone has the first impression when you fess up to something. And now, even if you say, "I'm all done my work," everyone is still going to see things from the first impression, when they were first told.

On the other hand, it liberates you from denying, so you can deal with it, or live with it. It takes courage to admit things. And it isn't something humans are inclined to do.

Fuck, I should've have said anything.

I'm tired of this semester. Complaining won't get me anywhere, but maybe, somehow, even when I do complain about something I know I can't control, I just wish that a god is reading my blog and grants me my wish. It's those false hopes that make everything worth while, like winning the lottery.

I shouldn't have said anything!

I want to live in my little world of denial and bliss. I want to think what I want, knowing that I can believe and say what ever I want.
I don't care what you say, your impression is set in stone.
I want to believe you. I'm happy it was you, though. I wouldn't want it any other way.

I hope everything works out for us all in the end, myes?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Dream

Well it's been a while hasn't it?
I just got a Mumford and Sons CD. 
It's nice.
So is Yann Tiersen, really moving writer. 


So how was your week?
Pretty good haha.


I've always been afraid to go out on a limb, but things are becoming a little more natural, myes?


I find myself, reaching out to others more often. I'm trying to not burn my bridges, despite how tempting it is.


Eff you madame.


Think think think...


You know, there are a lot of amazing people out there. I guess it's just looking past the skin. I wish I had done that with a lot of other people, because the more I'm with these people the more I seem to believe that man is actually created good, and that maybe there is a bigger meaning out there. I haven't figured it out, which leads me to my next topic, the curiosity of humans. it's just so fascinating how a human will try and figure everything out. I mean, does it matter the speed our universe is expanding? We just want to know and won't stop until we do. 


I like people, I like cats, I'm beginning to like theory a lot, and potentially am beginning to like appreciation. 


We never really know what we have, until it's gone. What if you wake up the next morning, only to be in a hospital bed because you feel into a coma? I mean, how surreal would that be? It's easy to get lost. especially with ourselves and our lives. What I'm really getting at is, never think you've got a horrible life, because you've got it great. I mean, a roof over your head, health care, food every night, a family who loves you (I don't care what you think, if you are reading this blog, your family loves you), an education, and friends who are all a little crazy, all a little bitchy and rude, all a little evil, but all love each other in our own a little way, dare I take the cat out of it's protective bag. We are all crazy, but pretty close knit. 


Life happens, we just need to get by these things together.