Life Is An Ever Changing Road

skife

:: 2006 11 November :: 4.05pm

i'm in ohio

:: 2006 11 November :: 12.01am

Last night I stayed on campus.

I stayed up all night. Emily, Claire and I watched seasons 1 and 2 of The Office. All night.

We finished just in time for breakfast.

Emily and I took a nap for about an hour and a half.

I am starting to feel tired. I just felt out of it before and I didn't realize how out of touch I was until I drove home. I really shouldn't have been driving.

There's more but I'm tired.

To tomorrow!

joeydomina

:: 2006 10 November :: 8.50pm

I shouldnt write this but oh well
Well everything has been made like I wish it wouldnt be but I have to live with it. I'm single now and thats how I'm gonna be for a while. well I'm gonna go and play ddr or something thats all I can do.

:: 2006 9 November :: 4.59pm
:: Mood: Freaking OUT

I pretty much want to throw up right now.

I had an inkling. I thought I was just be over sensitive. It couldn't possibly be true. I was wrong.

God. Eww. Disgusting.

So it turns out that everything is just...

I don't even know.

I feel like such an idiot. Stupid Stupid Stupid.

:: 2006 8 November :: 10.44pm

No one really listens to what I have to say anymore.

It's just makes me sad. I try so hard to care for everyone in my life. Everyone is too self involved.
And I'm left with nothing.
I'm left with nothing.

When did everyone stop caring?

:: 2006 8 November :: 10.29pm

Cubs win!
We won! I'm glad my first time voting was this awesome.

And Rumsfeld is gone!

It's like a collective Democratic birthday.

jedibumblebee

:: 2006 8 November :: 5.56pm

MySpace is really scary. I think that I will be staying away from it.

:: 2006 8 November :: 3.10pm

Everyone is daft.

You have no idea how this hurts me. Many people.
You dont care, and you will not care to understand.

You are happy because you have controll again.

No one even understands me, or what I feel.

Once again, ignorance has left its mark.
Way to go Michigan, you just set yourself behind.

:: 2006 8 November :: 10.33am

49 to 49
Stayed up until two a.m. watching election results. Very tired. I hate TAIT. It's stupid.

Awake, but not happy about it.

:: 2006 7 November :: 1.28pm

I have a fairly large biology exam at three. I think I'm fairly prepared. I taught five kids from my lecture the material we've been going over for the past four weeks in three hours last night.

I marvel at how some make it through the education system to higher education.

Upchuck

:: 2006 7 November :: 9.36am

I'm enjoying facebook right now. I like how they tell you what your relationship is to someone, like they are the ultimate authority.

This is what is says about my relationship to Mica: Mica is your significant other. You hooked up and are dating.

This is what is says about my relationship with Michelle: Michelle is your friend and relative.

Facebook is like a soothing voice. A corrective mother telling you what your relationship with everyone else in the world is. It could come in very handy if I ever get amnesia.

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:: 2006 6 November :: 8.08pm

I don't care who you vote for.

Just vote tomorrow!

Upchuck

:: 2006 6 November :: 5.39pm

Is a rose, if by any other name, still not lovely?

Is a crutch, if by any other name, still not aiding and abetting in the coping with or enjoyment of life?

It's spilled from one journal to the next, it might as well be my turn to host the discussion for awhile.

I think I know what Rube's is getting at. I say crutch, you think bad. I say tool the facilitates walking (as in the literal definition of crutch), you say good. In this way, I say crutch+drugs as a way to cope with life, you say no. I say tool+plant, you say a way to feel happy or get enjoyment out of life.

That brings it back to the whole debate. If you are using a drug to get enjoyment, or to "feel good" then are you not using the drug in such a way that it could be considered a crutch (def. a tool which is used to do something that was previously unable to be accomplished considering the circumstances). Why would you need a drug to make you "feel good" if you could not otherwise "feel good" without the drug?

rayray

:: 2006 6 November :: 3.09pm

I think that there is a point in every relationship were atleast one of you starts feeling not good enough or like there is always someone better for the other person.
Frankly, I just got over that feeling.
I have finally realized that if there was someone better or someone else he wished to be with, he'd be with them instead of me.
Everytime I look at him, I fall even more in love with him.
We've been talking a lot more lately.
Working on talking about things before we get frustrated.
And getting things out there in the open.
It seems to be working, because we are both extremely happy.
We've been together for a year and one week.
Even though I have hit some low points over the past year, I'd have to say I've been the happiest I've ever felt.
I love him more than words can explain and I won't let anything or anyone come in between that.

Saturday night when we were bowling, we sat a little ways away from each other, and we just kept looking at each other and smiling and starring into each others eyes.
And when we got home everything was perfect.
I loved every moment of it, and I was quite surprised.
I am really glad that things are working out.
And most importantly, I am really happy that we're together.
We are getting out of our financial slump and talking more about that.
We plan on being out of here by December 1st.
He's supposed to call a guy back on some more details about a place we looked at last Wednesday.
I'm getting really excited.

:: 2006 6 November :: 10.07am
:: Mood: content

It's actually quite warm out today. I trudged to my computer lecture only to sit there and stare at the powerpoint on the screen. I don't even take notes in that class, and as usual, we got out fifteen minutes early today. I trudged back to the towers and went to the computer lab. I read spark notes on "To the Lighthouse" by Virginia Woolf. It's one of those novels you can appreciate, but not like in the least bit. I read twenty five of the prescribed eighty pages. Spark notes saves my life. I have little patience for novels. I'm more of a short story/ poetry kind of girl. Then again, if this novel actually had a plot, then maybe it would be more interesting. Stream of conciousness is admirable, but leaves much to be desired.

Michelle

:: 2006 5 November :: 9.18pm

I'm having a scary French day.

I don't want to go.

:: 2006 5 November :: 5.12pm

Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder treason and plot.
We see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!

Guy Fawkes, guy, t'was his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.

By god's mercy he was catch'd
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.

And what shall we do with him?
Burn him!

:: 2006 5 November :: 1.01am

So...

I got home last night and there were cop's waiting for me.

Can't tell you how much fun that was.

Let me tell you, it's been awhile.

:: 2006 4 November :: 11.25pm

Proposal 2

I can't wait for voting to be over with.

I just don�t feel like arguing with people on affirmative action anymore.

Can you honestly say you think that women will EVER be equal to men? Blacks to whites? Never in the history of the world has that held true.

And I find, with most people I talk to, white men are just angry that they don�t get funding and that THEY are unequal. Are you kidding me? According to the history of the world, since I was born without a penis, and will always be unequal. It will never be equal because Men in general have this instinctual urge to be in control of everything. I know you know this to be true. I understand that slavery has been abolished. But if proposal 2 passes, basically we are giving white men financial power. So much power stems from money. It only makes sense that if white men have more money that they will have the control they so instinctually crave.

I think that every woman who votes yes on proposal 2 is just setting herself back a few steps and ASKING for hardship. Yes, let�s make things more equal with inequality. It�s bad enough women are still only making .70 cents to the dollar a man makes. So women, what are you REALLY asking for when you vote yes on proposal 2? You WANT to be more economically disadvantaged because you have boobs and a brain? Do you seriously want to go back to stereotypical women jobs? Believe it or not, I want to make a living for myself, and not depend on another. Marriage and kids are not even close to my top priorities.

Has anyone even READ proposal 2? I have, do you know how vaguely it speaks on women? It is leaving so many opportunities open for women to be repressed. Do you want that for yourself? Your Girlfriend? Sister? Daughter? Cousin? Ladies, if you know anyone who wants this for you, they are not helping create equality in any way.

There is a reason that there is only one state in 50 that has no affirmative action. Seriously think about it. I could not agree more with the "vote no on proposal 2" slogan "Don�t roll back progress". Because if this proposal passes, that is in fact all we will be doing.

Take a stand. Have a spine. Think outside your narrow white box.

:: 2006 4 November :: 4.09pm

In the computer lab waiting for laundry.

My intent is not to offend anyone.

I write what I see, what I think, what I feel.

I understand those aren't the same things the rest of you see, think, or feel.

Michelle

jedibumblebee

:: 2006 4 November :: 2.50pm

Our new house.
The house.

The backyard.

My awesome kitchen.

More coming soon.

:: 2006 3 November :: 2.39pm
:: Mood: mellow

They say drugs are a crutch. Some people use them to escape reality. I take that back. All people use them to escape reality. Their reality. They�re an escape from failure, from success, from whatever you don�t like about your life. But there are so many other crutches that aren�t even acknowledged. Food, exercise, writing, reading, or self injury. A parent living out his or her dreams through their child. It�s anything that creates an escape. Our world, our reality, is full of these crutches that we use to hobble away from the reality we created for ourselves.

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Upchuck

:: 2006 3 November :: 12.47am

God I'm a nerd.

http://www.lizardpoint.com/fun/geoquiz/
US Geography: 150 of 150
Africa: 141 of 162
Asia: 84 of 87
Australia: 22 of 24
Canada: 35 of 39
Caribbean: 42 of 66
Central America: 41 of 42
China: 40 of 93
Europe: 107 of 111 (damn former states of Yugoslavia)
Mexico: 29 of 96
Middle East: 85 of 87
Oceania: 57 of 96
South America: 39 of 39
World: 33 of 33

skife

:: 2006 2 November :: 10.30pm

the 3rd corvette ever made just sold for a million dollars.... wow

:: 2006 2 November :: 11.02am

People assume most Christians are heavy-handed, pushy, intolerant bigots bent of dominating any other culture or idea and supplanting it with their own whims because, for the most part, the ones who speak up the most ARE heavy-handed, pushy, intolerant bigots bent on dominating any other culture or idea and supplanting it with their own whims. It sucks. It's horrible. And it's the what everyone of any faith, political idea, or lifestyle has to deal with. People always focus on the loud minority who ruins everything. And like any other group, the only way you can combat this is making your views and, in this case, your kindness and actual testimony louder than the hateful prattle of those hurting your beliefs.

:: 2006 31 October :: 11.57pm

You stupid emo kids need to shut your mouth and have fun.

Happy birthday, Aerii/Alex/Washington Friend #Awesome!

rayray

:: 2006 31 October :: 4.09pm

So right now on our one year anniversary, we're not talking.
All because he doesn't believe me that he took me a on a date 1 year ago today.
He's siding with Paula, the mother of his child who was married when they had their thing.
Wonderful. Just wonderful.

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:: 2006 31 October :: 9.56am
:: Mood: amused

I had some of the craziest dreams last night.

One of them involved Brett. Yes, Brett, I dreamed about you.

Anyway, it was really odd. Brett was behind many of the journals on woohu. He created and was posting on them as the person, but it was really him.

And I uncovered the conspiracy.

It was pretty fucked up.
Then again, so was I.

Michelle

joeydomina

:: 2006 31 October :: 4.04am

happy halloween folks.....