The Silence Is Stiffling

I can't believe no one has posted today since 3:17pm. It is utterly unbelievable.
Aside from that - I'm completely distraught.
A few months ago, I'd gotten an embroidered handkerchief - I know it's the most random thing in the world - but it just occured to me that it's no where to be found!
I am sadness. Meep.

On Government

Wow! We just had a grand time in Philosophy - or I did, at least. I must say, it was the best class, stright across the board, that I've had all year! We're studying Locke, now, who had a great impact on English and American Political philosophy. As such, we started talking about what 'government' means - what it should do. ( And let me tell you...! )

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And now for a word from this afternoon!

After getting back from Philosophy and writing up my discussion of Government, I sat around, generally killing time and sorting through all the songs I'd downloaded. KaZaA has been really nice to me, but that means I have alot to go through. ><* I got stuff from Apoptygma Berzerk, Nobuo Uematsu, Queensryche, Eminem (who I can safely say I don't like, for the most part)... I also got some stuff by Inkubus Sukkubus who has an interesting sound, but I deleted alot of their stuff - it didn't sit well with me. A few songs I almost deleted, but kept simply for the weird factor. Downloaded some stuff by Lacuna Coil, who I've just learned is the favorite band of a friend of mine - I wonder how they sound.

After that, I had Fantasy Lit, in which we had a Midterm. ><* I was so prepared to bomb that, cause i've never really been grand at lit tests, but when we got it, most of it was simple multiple-choice stuff, and there were only three short answers, so I figure I didn't do too bad. I was out of there in 30min, and headed back to my room with alot of time on my hands. As such, I finally decided to go and say Hi to that girl on the second floor, Kerri.

Hanging out with Kerri was really kinda cool. She was doing laundry when I got there, as she hadn't done any in a month. This is similar to my own situation with clothes, except for the fact that she has enough clothes to conceivably last her for a month. ^__^;;

We chatted about a number of things - I found out she's from Utah, but was born in Hollywood, and has two younger sisters at home. We also got to talking about music and she liked alot of the same stuff as I do - '80s, Alternative (as defined by Jimmy Eat World and Reel Big Fish), and even techno!! I also get the feeling she's going out with Tim, our Class President, who's a really cool kinda guy, and I know for a fact she's friends with Becky and Christinsa, and I think Mark, too. I really wouldn't mind hanging out more with that group (not that I necessarily think it's a more intelligent crowd than the one I know now, of course...). She and I hung out for about an hour or so, upon which she got a call from Switzerland ( O.o ) and I came up here to note things in my Journal before getting some food at North.

And as I have now noted things in here, I'll go get some food. From North. Right.

My poetry

What's the point of love, if no one gives a fuck?
What's the use, if everone I care about would just as soon turn and walk away?
She once offered me her couch when I was out of sorts. She wouldn't do that now.
I look at her and see the same girl I love - except when I look for affection.
She doesn't say she loves me anymore.
I just want someone to care.
I'm not angry with her - I'm mad at me.
I'm upset and frustrated because I can't fucking do anything right.
I can't even fucking cry.

I'm over it, but this is cathartic