December 2011
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I really had a difficult time writing this because I don’t know how to. Growing up, I stopped looking at life in terms of the concept of time that is in years because honestly, a new year is just any other day after December 31. It doesn’t magically give anyone’s life a clean slate. The issues we had in the “previous year” are carried over to the next. Given this...
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Sarah McLachlan / Fallen
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Switchfoot / Another Christmas (Old Borego)
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One The Road: Excerpts 1
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked...
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12 NN, Library
The last time I flew, which was a little over two months ago, the sky was so cloudy. It wasn’t just the usual cloudy day. It was extraordinarily cloudy, like cloudy cloudy if you get what I mean. There was this moment when we practically flew right into this huge mass of white vapor. It so happened that I had a window seat. So to supplement the moment, I stuck my face on the window pane to get a...
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Bob Dylan / The Times They Are A-Changin’
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0120 PM, Empty apartment
This morning, I have just finished reading Perks and I feel awful for everything I wrote in the post script of my previous entry. To everyone who dearly love Charlie, I’m sorry for questioning his emotional outburts when I didn’t even know his entire story gave him every reason to (I was on page 178). I know it’s just a book and it shouldn’t be a big deal, but to me it is....
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Asleep
I’ve been reading Perks in the past five days and I couldn’t get why Charlie liked the song Asleep so much. I thought it was one of the “okay” songs of the Smiths. And it almost always drove me to sleep whenever I listened to it.
Tonight, I finally listened to what Charlie had been hearing with the song.
I was very upset about many things tonight. It was the kind of upset...
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In our barcode media, love is often portrayed as consumption. As consumers in a commercial driven culture we can begin to view other souls as objects, or potential cures for our deepest fears and insecurities. “Perhaps if I found the right lover I would no longer feel this deep existential despair.” But of course no human soul could be the Constant Other, the face that will never go away. Only the...
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One month later
It’s been a month since I turned 20 years old, but I feel like I am still treading on unchartered waters. Every single day, apart from my usual musings on love (or the lack of it), I’ve been thinking about life a lot. It’s an indelible mark my mind wanders to like it’s some sort of hobby or past time.
When I think about life, I mostly picture the future. And I’m scared half of the time whenever I...
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November 2011
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