i feel like talking, but don't preach -- i'm all right. god don't make no junk. so you see -- i'm all right; there's nothing wrong with me.
-- canned oxygen, halo benders

it's april 27. i am 21 and two-thirds today, closer to 22 than ever. i'm sick of this. i'm going to turn around my life. i'm going to make some resolutions.

  1. i'm going to get into shape. my studying schedule is working so well that i don't see why the same format won't work with other areas of life.
  2. i'm going to quit whining.
  3. i'm going to talk to every single person i meet i think might be interesting.
  4. i'm going to talk to every single person i don't meet i think might be interesting.
  5. i'm going to quit worrying about retaining my evanescence. it's unproductive. if i am evanescent, so be it. i'm not going to worry about fixin' a way to get into normal society, and i'm not going to worry about fixin' a way to define my own society.
  6. i'm going to carry out projects instead of just talking about them. like my amateur psychology project. it's #1 on the list.
  7. i'm going to stop worrying about how my voice sounds. i can't change it.

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