January 2012
December 2011
youremyguitarhero:
I wish I could still write without getting extremely self-conscious, embarrassed, discouraged, dismissive and depressed within the first 30 seconds of sitting down to try and do so. I used to love it so, so much. It used to be the one and only thing I could almost pride myself on, the one creative trait I had that I felt like I could go somewhere in life with. Oh, well.
All I write about is shopping anymore.
I need to fix that with better posts. Anyways…
Auditions are fast approaching (though I wish they weren’t!) and I need to find something to wear. Hoping to find some really good after Christmas prices, my mom and I went shopping. I wasn’t expecting to find anything because I was in a bad mood to begin with and Ashley was going with us (she’s awful to shop with-she’ll...
Earthbound Epiphany: The Great Segregation →
turningseasonswithin:
Why has immersing ourselves in nature become an experience? Is it not an obscene thought that experiencing nature entails driving out to a park or reservation, only to drive back home afterwards? Furthermore, almost any waterfall, mountain, wetland, or cave with easy…
Of the Faerie and Faun: The Great Segregation →
turningseasonswithin:
Why has immersing ourselves in nature become an experience? Is it not an obscene thought that experiencing nature entails driving out to a park or reservation, only to drive back home afterwards? Furthermore, almost any waterfall, mountain, wetland, or cave with easy…
Did Americans in 1776 have British accents?
nickpatrick:
Reading David McCullough’s 1776, I found myself wondering: Did Americans in 1776 have British accents? If so, when did American accents diverge from British accents?
The answer surprised me.
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Writing my obituary for my death and dying class.
I do not like assignments like these.Â