His journal posts
May 10, 2009
I suppose I'm brooding a lot on my journal. It's become kind of a
release for me I suppose. I'm not sure if this site is working out
for me, maybe I'm not good at this sort of thing. Anyways, I'll
keep trying. It's close to the end of the semester and I'm going to
the Gulf Coast in a few weeks, I should be happy.
May 1, 2009
Got papers on me, feeling lonely, and my best friend needs
emotional support...wow I really want the next two weeks over with.
I want things to be ok again. Don't mean to sound whiney, but I'm
just not feeling good tonight...
Apr 28, 2009
Term papers are coming along...just wish the semester was over and
done with already...I have the burning desire to create, to write
something emotional, but I can't really afford to until my college
papers are done.
Apr 27, 2009
People are talking about the Swine Flu like it's the apocalypse.
Just like they did with Avian Flu. Just like they did with SARS. I
believe it will most likely fizzle out, but from a biological
perspective, it could mutate into a really bad virus. Still, I
think that is really improbable.
Apr 25, 2009
Man! Scary movie! I'm not gonna sleep tonight! Damn that was
scary...>.< I don't mean to seem like a wuss but with crap
that goes on in the world, a movie like this is just scarier!
Apr 23, 2009
I have fallen far,
from the lofty heights.
The celestial realm no longer wants me,
so I must fall far.
I have known heaven,
in all it's wonderous splendor.
Beauty and delight,
passion most wonderful.
Tenderness and delight,
warmth and gentleness.
They were the garden,
in which the serpent hid.
returned coldly to the real world.
There is no more warmth,
no more tenderness.
Having drank ambrosia,
and fed on golden fruit.
Now food turns to bitter ash,
and drink spoils in my mouth.
Colors are no longer bright,
nor are they vivid.
Sound is dull and distant,
few things stir my thoughts.
Reality moves so fast,
while I drift at a snail's pace.
Nothing is funny or tragic,
or frightening or romantic.
The world is a dismal shadow,
a pale ghost of what it once was.
I cannot return to the place I once knew,
it is forever gone along with paradise.
Had I eyes,
I would cry.
Had I lips,
I would shout.
Had I fingers,
I would feel.
Had I a beating heart,
I would show how broken it is.
But I cannot return,
I am forbidden.
It is a sad and distant memory,
a fragment of a child's dream I cannot be sure was ever real.
Apr 23, 2009
End of the week! At least for college and work. Tomorrow is Fiesta
Apr 22, 2009
I have to present one of my term papers at a historical conference.
Gahhh...I'm driving to another city for the first time myself. And
I hate public speaking, like most people, but I am deathly afraid
of it, makes my heart race, my voice stutter, my body shake...kinda
the same affect a girl would have on me ^^ Hehe, anyways, I just
wanna get through this week and then the semester...and then I have
summer classes, unng.
Apr 21, 2009
It's getting closer and closer to the end of the college semester,
and I'm stressing out. History majors have it tough, gotta cite our
sources and make sure everything's alright. I'm behind on my
papers, I only have two of them, but they're both tough ones. I
really hope I get them done on time and in good condition.
Apr 20, 2009
Hello everyone. It's been about four days since I really got this
profile go on and I haven't gotten any messages. I suppose I
shouldn't be dismayed, it is a relatively short period of time, but
still, I hope someone replies or sends me something soon.