It's been a few months since I've been here last.
Those last two entries no longer apply.

I'm reading Only Revolutions by Mark Danielewski right now.
And I love it more and more with every page.

And I quote (green o's is Sam's story, gold is Hailey's):

My frown a smile a frown a smile.
Allways a frown.
      Around and around.
Across warming meadows and
fields, she impressively whirls, her
cartwheels somehow overturning
everything.

So what if somewhere behind
 US                 
Them shreds & bashes?
Beside her I'm terribly free.
Sure Them're still after me.
Booooooooomblastandruin.
But I smile because I'm faster.

Big deal if somewhere nearby
 US                 
Them amasses & gnashes.
Beside him I'm uniquely free.
Sure Them's still after me.
Booooooooomblastandruin.
But I smile because I'm faster.

I recently finished Deus Irae by Philip K. Dick.
And I quote:

"Like it says in the Bob Dylan tune," the Great C said.  "I give her my mind and she wanted my soul.  I want your vitality.  You move across the Earth while I stand here, alone and empty with hunger.  I have not fed in months.  I need you very much."  It yanked him, then, several paces, he saw the cavity loom.  "I love you," it said.
"You call what you're doing love?"
"Well, as Oscar Wilde put it, 'Each man kills the things he loves.'

Hopefully attending midnight showing of 300 tonight.

That's what keeps me going even when I've only been back at school for 2 days and I only have 2 days until I return home.

You never really know what will happen.
Some people call it fate.
Others, persistence.

I don't feel like trying to name it.
It just is.
And it's amazing.

It's only been one year.
Communications were picked up out of the air.
Communications were disconnected.
Memory left me.
Communications were resumed.
Memory came back.
A connection was made.
Contact was made.

I seriously am in awe of life.
People need to quit complaining.
The reason they're complaining is because something good happened in the first place.
Remember that?
Get over it.
Be thankful.

(PS:  I was infact singing, out loud, with Finch on the car ride home.)






We'll be okay.
We're all okay.

It's a bit upsetting to find someone who can make you not want to leave this area.
Soon I'll be gone.
I actually like this girl.

Wait...

What's that thing where no matter where you are and who you're with, you can't help but think about the environment if perchance a specific someone else was there?

Oh ya.
I suck.

:)