March 2009
The truth is, that I miss you.
Well. I’m back.
I’m sitting in my room, waiting for a couple hours until dinner so that I don’t have to eat cafeteria food until I have to, listening to A Rush of Blood to the Head and embracing my sadness.
Because I am. I am sad. And maybe it’s hard to notice, maybe it’s not. But that plane ride was one of the hardest that I have had to endure yet. Why? Even I...
Why I Love You.
(Via Facebook Instant Message)
Michael: Yeah, so.
Michael: pop
Michael: pop
Michael: pop
Me: You're annoying.
Michael: You're beautiful.
Michael: And mean.
Well, I never...
I set high standards. I like those high standards. It means that people, objects, and life in general are all subjected to the standards I’ve set for myself.
Why is that so wrong? Why have I been told that setting high standards makes me cruel, it makes me elitist. Why is it that by saying I have high standards, I’m not a better person, I’m hiding behind my standards?
Why?
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(Around the Bend - The Asteroids Galaxy Tour. I...
Philosophie Française.
Anyone that knows me at all knows full well that I’m obsessed with philosophy. So maybe I’ve got my own convictions, and maybe I’m ridiculously biased. But, as the saying goes, always know thine enemy.
I’ve been around the philosophy block a couple of times, wandering upon writings that sounded vaguely interesting, but the one person I never got into was Descartes. Why?...
Know How - Kings of Convenience (feat. Feist)
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