Our Father, the Father of us all, Of the poor, of those without roofs, Of the unprotected and the marginalized, Of the disinherited and of the owners of misery, Of those who follow You and of those who no longer believe in You. Come down from those skies, because Hell is down here, Climb down your throne, because there is war, hunger, and injustice here. There’s no need for You to...
I particularly enjoy days like today. The wind is refreshing, and the surroundings calm. It makes me more calm, despite the fact that I can’t be at home relaxing like the doctor ordered, and instead I need to be at my university, finishing the work that is imposed on me. I wonder, however, if my lack of focus is due to my current lifestyle, which is mostly that of working and studying,...
So I checked my Facebook now, and my friend Bea appears to either have removed me or deleted her profile. I’m going to wager it’s the former, because I texted her awhile ago and still no response. We’ve both been busy but…have things between us drifted that much? I didn’t mean to let it happen. But she’s always working at night, and I’m always working...
I’m tired of people, of things, of life overall. All these tangles and twists and turns, where does it lead to? What’s the point to it, really? Day in and day out. I get up early, to get work done. I go to work, I get out, I go to university to keep getting work done, I go to class, I come home, I keep working and I go to sleep. All week, every week. And for what? So that my work for...
I am standing still. I prefer the stillness here. I am tired of Earth. These...– Dr. Manhattan
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pandoramaru: Now, I know the latter option is stupid, immature, cold and disrespectful. But honestly, I’ve always found angry goodbyes to be the easiest. But life isn’t easy. And the best people I have ever met in my entire life who have changed the girl I was and helped me mature into the woman I am (currently)…I have met in college. And it can be summed up to 8 people. […] Number eight...
I feel really sleepy lately, and I’m not sure why. It’s odd since I’m getting more sleep now that I’m a day worker. Speaking of work, I’m going to quit one of my jobs, the one where I get less hours in, not because it’s less hours, but because my shifts are in the afternoons. And, as it turns out, I need as many free afternoons as possible to get my grad...
Failure’s hard, but success is far more dangerous. If you’re...– Po Bronson
I hope the paths I choose lead me towards where I want to go. I’ve always had a knack for picking the right way to go, since 3/4s of my life have fallen into place on it’s own, regardless of my own fretting. I just don’t want to open my eyes one day and realize that my dreams have all dissipated and vanished. I don’t want to see all my hard work vanish into nothing. I...
I start here. I eat. I work on work. Shower. Dress. Get in car. Car ride to work. Sit. Wait. Clock in. Sit. Take phone calls. Lots of phone calls. Keep the consumerism wheel going. Talk to coworkers. Take phone calls. Stand up. Clock out. Walk to car. Eat in car. Drive to other work. Breath. Go in. Clock in. Oiling the consumerism wheel. Clean up. Clock out. Car ride to college. Crash...
I love this song.
in which it falls to pieces
Just when things seem to get better, they instead start to fall apart, sort of like the fragments I’d compared my life to. Is it too much for a small amount of peace and tranquility? Or more like, what on earth is wrong with me? It’s like I can’t get things right. I’m a moron, aren’t I? But we’re all supposed to be humans. I’m human. Humans make...
an extremely important moral dilemma!
Not really. But anyway, though I do realize not many people read this, I will toss this into the air and see what happens (if only to vent a bit). So! I happen to love tech stuff, especially computers, phones and PMPs. Ever since I was little, the first thing I’d take a gander at in a department store were all the electronics. And, of course that now I actually have something of a...