it’s official. [[MORE]] I went and saw a psychologist today, who gave me a lot of questions to fill out, and then she asked me a bunch of questions that made it really hard for me to hold myself together. one of them revealed what I think is one of the biggest struggles I’m facing lately, which is that I don’t seem to have many friends. so I cried a lot when talking about that....
the only thing I’m mildly excited about in terms of the Yahoo buying Tumblr situation is that they might create an instant messaging system.
Denmark wins! I actually liked Sweden’s song a lot better, but oh well.
would anyone here be interested in buying a sky-blue typewriter (including the case) from me for around $300-350? it’s in perfect condition - it just needs a new ribbon. I don’t have a photo but it looks pretty much like this:
[[MORE]]after ~a year of wondering whether or not I should, I went to see a doctor this morning so that he could tell me why I’ve been feeling so miserable and alone for so long. I had to answer a lot of questions and then fill in a checklist from The Black Dog Institute. some of the questions there made me tear up. that’s probably a bad sign. anyway, hopefully I’m going to see a...
haven’t been around much. I’ve sort of lost interest in the internet lately. hope you’re all going alright.
in other news, don’t watch Jesus Camp if you want to keep your heart intact and your screen un-punched.
likevinescrew asked: especially the part when they replace words with "parking lot" in that little stall they work in. man. i love that.
just applied for a job as a Youth Worker. I actually really hope I get it.
“Darkness” - Lord Byron I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day, And men forgot their passions in the dread Of this their desolation; and...
I spent at least four hours today trawling through every poem I’ve ever written to find some worthy of submitting to the Qantas Spirit of Youth Awards. after some serious editing, I found 4. I think this says a lot about my self esteem.