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St. Patrick's Day.
As November rolls around, I am once again reminded of this John Mayer song. The song is basically about how he finds a relationship to have for the winter. I understood the song, but it wasn't until last November th… -
"Should I just keep chasing pavements?"
"Even if it leads nowhere? Or would it be a waste, Even if I knew my place? Should I leave it there? Should I give up?"I had such a weird weekend. I waited all week for Friday to come, for my Houston friends to come. An… -
My end of summer lists.
Things I planned to do this summer that for some reason or other never happened: -Start and maintain a regular Dungeons and Dragons group. -Make tie-dye shirts. -Go on a massive week-long road trip. -Lose weight. -Get a… -
I've been writing for a year today.
An entry from the journal of Chris Bernal. 6/16/09 "I'm really enjoying this summer. I'm ready for my philosophy classes next year though. I think I'll really like them. It's strange how much information has stuck in my… -
Music box.
"Life inside the music box ain't easy. The mallets hit the gears are always turning, and everyone inside the mechanism is yearning to get out. And sing another melody completely. So different from the one they're alwa… -
Go, Crazy, Go.
God, I'm just tired. I couldn't go to sleep until three o'clock this morning, which is my own damn fault. I was tired at IHOP, so of course I got some coffee, but then I had to go and drink the whole pot. I know that cof… -
Sometimes I hate being a Pisces.
I met up with Morgan at Starbucks. It was nice, we sat and talked and I chain-smoked. He was going over to Homero's for video games and movies, and invited me to come too. I immediately balked at the idea. I have nothing… -
"Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth."
It's four o'clock in the morning. I'm not really tired. I love this song. "You are my sweetest downfall. I loved you first. I loved you first. Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth. I have to go. I have … -
My friends.
These are my friends:ME: You know me. YMA: My life partner, my downtown diva. VICKI: My whale cousin, my pisces in crime. MORGAN: My scorpio, my pusher. MISHA: My lesbian, my love queen. KAYLA: My nurse, my stable head. … -
"I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life."
"I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright. I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home. I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life. Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone."Even though I…
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St. Patrick's Day.
As November rolls around, I am once again rem...
