Posted in Uncategorized on September 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
So right now I am writing a report, the third one in English in fact, and am having a terrible time. The reason being a “limit” on what I write. And this isn’t due to his requirements or anything, it is entirely me.
The essay is supposed to be about a frightening even that has happened [...]
Posted in Journal on September 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Red
There are times when I feel that I’m the only one who exists, that everything’s in my head. That I’ve always been detached from everything and everyone, if there even is an everything and everyone.
Perhaps I am all that there is.
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“…I’ve always felt since I was small…that I was different from the others. Special, in [...]
Posted in Journal on September 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A productive session with the counselor today. Before going I anticipated writing a blog because I had so much to say, I now realize how negative every word of it would have been. Good or bad? Good is cheesier and bad is always more interesting.
We talked a lot about shaping today. We talked about how [...]
Posted in Journal on September 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Combination of yesterday and today.
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Red day. Feeling hopeless, not sure why. Maybe it’s everything. Getting hopes up to where I think they should be only to find that I’m wrong in wanting to be happy.
My shoulders are aching…that’s a metaphor
If I hit this keyboard any harder it will break…that isn’t a metaphor
Feel like quitting…everything
Medication, counseling, [...]
Posted in Journal on September 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
For one day, and only one, I felt good this last week. I believe it was on Friday. I felt comfortable at school, excited and happy to see my grade on my paper. But then it went back down to where it usually is; I suppose things always find their way back home. The medicine, [...]
Posted in Journal on September 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I may be adding posts here and there until I get my own computer. So, I suppose instead of saying to never check this page, which I hope you didn’t believe completely, maybe visit less often. (that is if you find some of this at least mildly entertaining)
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I just got my first English paper back. [...]
Posted in Journal on September 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
No more computer, for real this time. No more journaling. No more guitar. No more recording. No more working on homework at my house.
No more writing.
No more music.
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Evidently Chris’ friend, the “black guy”, as he’s come to be known as, is “back in town”, as he usually says.
“The black guy is back in town.”
Needless to [...]
Posted in Journal on September 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
At school, in the library. Not feeling as bad as on the 14th, but not as good as before my conception.
An interesting fact I just stumbled upon:
“MAOI headaches are typically unmistakable (they feel as if one’s head is splitting apart), and blood pressure is markedly elevated.”
That sounds about right. Even though it may not be as [...]
Posted in Journal on September 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A very red day…
Lost my glasses in the storm, no way of getting them back. I can’t drive without them, if I get pulled over I’ll probably get arrested…So why did I drive to Jessie’s house to finish a report? The report is nothing, it means nothing. Getting pulled over and losing my license is [...]
