February 2012
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“So therefore I dedicate myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labours, my...”
– Jack Kerouac
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Even when you're succeeding, it sucks to see old...
Especially when they are moving on together.
Without you.
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I wore white pants today.
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I have been waiting for this snow.
Spent the day shoveling the driveway, cleaning off the cars, running snow sprints, making snow angles/figure eights, writing my name in the yard, and throwing snowballs at family members.
Winter is my new thing.
January 2012
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"You're not shy!"
Just realized my family knows nothing about me.
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I went to Craig Ferguson tonight.
It was the first stand up show I had ever been to.
Of course, I laughed uncontrollably most of the night.
However, something odd happened when I left. I felt this empty feeling. A this wasn’t worth it sort of feeling.
I don’t know if it had anything to do with the amount of dirty jokes and that I sat beside my mother or if seeing him at the taping of his show made the second less...
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While brushing my teeth
I just got one of those what am I doing with my life sort of feelings.
How am I making the world better by what I do?
How WILL I make the world better by what I WANT to do?
Am I selfish for wanting a career that I enjoy and that may not positively or greatly impact the world?
I go over these questions all the time.
The only problem is this time I am having a hard time coming up with answers.
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I feel exactly like the character in the Princess...
Not the princess.
No, I’m the creepy neighbor Mr. Robutusen.
You know, the one at the beginning that sits across the street with a notebook. He ignores everyone and is constantly talking out loud to himself about story ideas and sentences he thinks of.
I pray I’m not that odd but quite often I feel like I am.
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I live here.
I have to keep telling myself this.
It’s been a semester and I still feel like I’m at camp.
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I bought my first piece of art this weekend.
$6.50 at Venice Antiques.
It’s a print. That still counts, right?
Also, I have no place to hang it.
The more I consider it the less cultured I feel by it.
…Still, it’s very pretty.
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Star Wars
Why have I never watched Star Wars before?
Oh, yeah, because I’m obsessive and have to watch them in order and Spike always starts the marathon while I am busy.
Only now I have Netflix. Two Episodes down, four to go.
At the moment I am despising the speed of the U.S. Postal Service.
My 2011
I slacked on this so it’s kind of late.
1. Graduation
2. College
3. Aliens (Lysssor, Doctor Who, Ancient Aliens)
4. 4.0 (No big deal)
5. Texas (The Alamo, David Crockett, Galveston)
6. Omaha (I now live in the city.)
7. Horses (The Equestrian Club has reintroduced me to my childhood love of horses.)
8. Nonfiction (Blink, A World on Fire)
9. Fiction (On the Road, Tell All)
10....
My 2012 so far...
1. Waking up in strange beds to very strange noises. (Not as fun as it sounds)
2. Gone with the Wind (Half the movie last year, half this year)
3. Star Wars (Resolution: watch all episodes in order )
4. Work (Subway)
5. More Star Wars.
I think it’s going to be a good year.
December 2011
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Lord Henry
I am a bit disappointed in the movie adaptation of A Picture of Dorian Gray that I have recently seen. This particular movie seemed to paint (no pun intended) Dorian as the main character of the story. Maybe it changes farther along in the book, but so far, I have seen a very different focus directed by Oscar Wilde. Lord Harry Henry stood out instantly as the intended focal point. He shows the...
Dear every sitcom ever made,
It is possible to be intelligent without being pretentious.
October 2011
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September 2011
2 posts
Ew.
Cold tea > cold coffee
but < every other cold drink
Catch - 22
"Don't tell me God works in mysterious ways," Yossarian continued, hurtling on over her objection. "There's nothing so mysterious about it. He's not working at all. He's playing. Or else He's forgotten all about us. That's the kind of God you people talk about - a country bumpkin, a clumsy, bungling, brainless, conceited, uncouth hayseed. Good God, how much reverence can you have for a Supreme Being who finds it necessary to include such phenomena as phlegm and tooth decay in His divine system of creation? What in the world was running through that warped, evil, scatological mind of His when He robbed old people of the power to control their bowel movements? Why in the world did He ever create pain?"
"Pain?" Lieutenant Scheisskopf's wife pounced upon the word victoriously. "Pain is a useful symptom. Pain is a warning to us of bodily dangers."
"And who created the dangers?" Yossarian demanded ... "Why couldn't He have used a doorbell instead to notify us?"
August 2011
2 posts
Sometimes,
I see something and it gives me this incredible urge to be domestic. I just want nothing more than to take my kids to school or do laundry. Of course, most of the time I don’t feel this and it kind of scares me when I do.
This time of the year always gets me.
July 2011
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While waiting for the Harry Potter premier to...
I watched The Great Gatsby, read Jailbird by Kurt Vonnegut, and balanced my checkbook.
My friends think I’m weird.
May 2011
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Well, that was bullshit.
April 2011
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March 2011
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I’m saving up my 15 minutes. Maybe someday I can cash them in for a year or two.
I seriously check my e-mail compulsively.
Please, colleges, just send me something!!!
I'm having a very hard time.
I just read that a novel is at least 40,000 to 50,000 words. AT LEAST. I’m at 21,863 and I thought I was finally close to done. Now, it looks like I’m barely half…? I thought novels weren’t supposed to have guidelines. That’s what my English teacher said! Hahh! I know you can’t read it in one sitting so it’s a novel, right? Screw all these damn...
Fun House
Dad is sick (Man cold)
Brother’s jaw is infected (I think)
Mom is stressed (Like always)
I am sore (10 minutes of jump roping)
Man colds suck!
For everyone.
February 2011
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“Everybody is a genius, but if you judge a fish by it’s ability to climb a...”
January 2011
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Constantly haunted by fears of unproductivity.
That is me. Exactly. I’m so scared of not finishing something I get angry at myself if I can’t t that exact moment. I often wonder if other people can watch TV without having to get up and do something at every commercial. Or if they can sit and read for more than twenty minutes without feeling completely useless. I try to convince myself that a shitty paragraph is better than not...
“So it goes.”
– Slaughterhouse-five
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Note to self:
When looking for inspiration or crippled with another case of Writers’ Block attempt the following:
1. Drink coffee, for the caffeine and because it makes you feel grown up.
2. Listen to the Beatles, preferably the song with the name of your character in it.
3. Sit outside, if it’s winter find a window.
4. Make fun of your cat, attempt to do this to its face but if not find the...
My 2010
1. John Mayer (Concert March 4th)
2. James Bond (Casino Royal to Dr. No)
3. California (First half of the year counting down to June 3rd)
4. Catch-22 (Read every chance on vacation: airplanes, beaches, hot tubs, boats)
5. Boondock Saints (Thank you, Netflix)
6. The Walking Dead (Norman Reedus =])
7. Dexter (Made me think about my career)
8. Bob Dylan (No clue why this is the first year I...
December 2010
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Stress
I am really ready to go into a stress coma.
Senior project is over and I’m still having anxiety every morning.
If I can’t write, which happens a lot, I just get more stressed.
Every time I think about college and my chosen career I get just a little more depressed when I realize that’s it. After I decide and start classes there is no more what if crap. I’m stuck.
My...
October 2010
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So, when you put a sea shell over your ear and “hear the ocean” but it’s really your blood pumping through your head… I see that as a type of symbolism. A relationship between the ocean and the mind sort of.
Really, you can just ignore me… i do.
Aliens
I hope there is a kind of life on this other planet, but what I’ve always thought, since I was a small child and aliens were really real to me, is that if there are aliens, if they are so different, why do they have to develop like we did? I get that scientist have to apply what they know, like how humans and life on Earth survives, but why can’t aliens breath carbon dioxide? Or maybe...
September 2010
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Writer's Block
It’s not that I can’t write anything. I can if I just sit and write. My problem is I look back at it and it’s all crap. At least that what I think. So, then I try to rewrite it or just leave it to go over later, but I feel it’s so bad and everything else I’m writing is bad it’s not even worth the time. I can write, I just don’t like the words.
August 2010
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You never want to see faults in your hero. It’s just like, a rule. You always want to think this person you look up to is perfect. You can’t think that the person you want more than anything to be like has all these flaws, is human. Just seeing your idol pick their teeth or treat friends rudely is enough to break your heart. But, to an extent, it’s absolutely comforting. ...
July 2010
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I did not grow up with rock and roll, free love, disco, change, or Saved by the Bell.
I am now growing up with war, famine, AIDS, liars, cheaters, and self-centered leaders.
This is the decade I was given to learn from and become. These are the years I will carry forever.
June 2010
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Personal
I hate the idea that other people read books I’ve read.
Every book I read feels like some personal expirience.
And, although it’s selfish, I don’t let my friends borrow my books. Because, not only do they feel personal to me, but I feel like they’ll judge me if they read it and don’t like it.
But maybe I’m just over reacting.
May 2010
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Is high school supposed to be like the movies you always see? Or the television shows and the books? The group of friends hanging out every week? The friends that have gotten along since grade school? The friends so comfortable with each others parents they feel like they have three seperate homes? Does everyone have different adventures every week? Do other people really want to be...
Science
“Her brain just works differently.”
My science teachers make me rethink my career planning. I would love to work with science, I simply lack the concrete, the mathamatical instincts. Abstract is easiest to me. Though there is little in science not consisting of concrete.
I hate feeling useless.
Having nothing to do or say or write.
April 2010
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Crossroads
I feel like I have a choice. A choice that needs to be made up very soon. The rest of my life depends on it.
I can either shrink back, find a routine, a plan; live a normal life in town just like where I grew up and wonder if things could have been better.
Or I could be exciting. Never fall into place, never have a plan, never be complete. Be whatever I felt like at the moment. Risk losing...