Preface: This blog started as a comment on Danny’s Xanga but got too long. So it is addressed to Danny but can be (and maybe should be) read by everyone. Despite your j/k, I have to respond to what you said. I am Catholic, that is a fact. As we have already established, however, that […]
Down the Rabbit Hole
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Sunday October 12, 2003
Tristesse J’ai perdu ma force et ma vie,Et mes amis et ma gaîté ;J’ai perdu jusqu’à la fiertéQui faisait croire à mon génie. Quand j’ai connu la Vérité,J’ai cru que c’était une amieQuand je l’ai comprise et sentieJ’en était déjà dégouté. Et pourtant elle est éternelle,Et ceux qui se sont passé d’elleIci-bas ont tout ignoré. […]
Friday October 10, 2003
After all my distress and dismay, Friday afternoon brings the world to rights again. My paper is turned in, and it is now officially the weekend. Paul is visiting me tomorrow, and suddenly I feel freed from some heavy weight. Admittedly it will come back again before too long, but I revel in my temporary […]
Tuesday October 7, 2003
College isn’t just another summer camp. I think part of me has’t really realized that. I feel like even if I don’t manage to make really good friends it won’t matter in the long run because I’ll just be going back to the friends I already have. But where is back? Our group from high school […]
wishes
I wish I were a falcon, coasting on the breeze. I wish I were an ant, methodical and obstinate. I wish I were a shell, to be washed away to sea. I wish I were tree, sturdy and shady. I wish I were a table, battered but never bruised. I wish I were a flower, […]
kind of peace
12:40 AM. I have found some peace at the end of today. The thoughts and feelings are still there inside me but subdued, willing to be reshaped and revisited another, less emotional day. Perhaps it was listening to Riverdance, or seeing Camp again, or getting that fingers-crossed-for e-mail from Paul that did it. Whatever it […]
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I am a horrible person. I lack the characteristics that I would most pride myself in if I had them. I am impatient, and I am not as forgiving as I should be. Moreover, I am too uptight and I should be more easygoing. I blame other people even when it isn’t really their actions […]
Two things
First this poem, that I found, and I don’t know who wrote it: Where are my angles? Are they gone? Ginsberg had Mohammedan The Romantics had Nature What are ours? Do they rise from the smoke of industry Fly on the clouds of impurity White wings dirtied with sin Blackening till they fall Beautiful in […]
A pointless day
I am already flagging in accomplishing anything this week. The only semi-productive things I did today were installing Microsoft Office on my laptop and entering two months worth of receipt in my mother’s checkbook register. That’s *all*. For the WHOLE day. Okay, so I typed up a page of stuff for my mother. Hardly any […]
The worst part…
…about crying is how it doesn’t show up when you’re typing on the computer. Or maybe that’s the best part. Depends on whether you want other people to know. I can’t fathom why I would want someone to know but crying all alone is lonely and even more upsetting. I wish…I don’t even know what […]