December 2009
27 posts
My New Year's Revelation
I have realized that I will never be one hundred percent comfortable with anyone, ever.
My day as it stands:
Ate some oatmeal, (re)read some of A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius.
Played piano.
Burned incense until the room smelled like nothing else.
Did yardwork to convince myself I was being productive.
Ate some chili.
Watched the Princess Diaries
And that’s it. Ahahah I’m such an active person.
Have you ever felt like you just wanted to get the shit beat out of you?
Photography is a bit like magic, and a bit like nostalgia for things you’ve never known. Seeing hazy colours depict a city night filled with lights and sounds you can hear as clearly as if you were there, the thoughts of what it would be like and the smells and laughter and everything in your head. But most intriguing to me are the pictures of people. Not the pixelated messes of last...
Well my friends,
life is good. It doesn’t much feel like Christmas unless I think hard and long about it, but it sure does feel like a good night anyway. And that’s enough for me.
“There’s more to living than being alive.”
– Stephen Christian
Man Oh Man
do I love good days. The weather really cooled off again, a surprise no doubt, but definitely for the better. I got up early and had some hot chocolate and a croissant, which is a perfect way to start the day. From there I worked on my car some, then went Christmas shopping with the family until a few hours ago. All the while talking to someone who makes me very happy. A very very good...
What to do, what to do.
If someone suggests they don’t like themselves, I suggest they change themselves. Because in reality, they’re the only ones who can, in the end. People can guide, books can assist and prod in the right direction, but when all is said and done they’ll lay in bed at night with their own thoughts and know it’s their own decision to make.
But this time it involves other...
Does this make me lame?
Regardless, this along with the shirt he’s wearing make me laugh.
intoxicatedrats
In all honesty...
…you scare the shit out me with things like this. I don’t think I ever feel so aware of what could happen until there’s threat that it won’t. I don’t want to admit that I’m worried about this, but I don’t see why I should lie to myself.
In other news, here’s some food for thought.
Through and Through
It’s another beautiful day. The weather has finally cooled off, the sun is shining, and the breeze feels wonderful. Of all days to do a parade, I think this has got to be one of the best ones. Christmas decorations are finally going up around here; nutcrackers and snowmen, Santas and snowglobes. And, only another week until break again. That in itself is enough to drastically lift my mood.
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I love how everything can go awry and yet you can still be happy. It’s a good feeling. Today was rainy and cold and wet and windy, and I probably failed precalculus even more, and school is dragging on. But today was a good day, and I am glad.
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Inspiration
So it’s another day, well, night. Today was just another day. I really shouldn’t say that, it’s a marvel that I’m alive at all; life itself is a marvel. It’s so easy to get caught up in ridiculous superficial things that won’t matter two days from now. It’s so simple to get swept away in the whirlwind of selfish thoughts and needs and feelings.
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I believe this is living proof
that everything does not seem better in the morning.
It’s just perception and expectation.
Well let's see how this goes.
My first post on tumblr. Not my first blog, mind you, but the other I’ve only really posted on as a release, and I don’t think there’s a single person who knows about it. I guess this will be somewhat similar, but then again, who knows. It’s strange to think that people can read your thoughts now on blogs like this, but seeing the 21st century continues to progress...