A Few Brilliant Ideas...

I'm a junior. I'm not supposed to worrying about time yet... ...At least I thought I wasn't. The year is slowly drawing to an end, and as it does, thoughts begin to bubble to the front of my conscious like spastic chocolate chip cookies. What college am I going to? What should my career be? What's going to happen

Prom, prom, prom. It seems to be bouncing around quite a bit: morning meeting, messages out the wazoo from my own father, and then girls urging me to go with other guys so that they'll know people there... Well I got news for ya. I'm selfish! I love to pull the moral card when it comes to dances,

I had the most interesting dream this afternoon during my nap. It was in two parts... The first one I don't really remember very well, but I know that I had a quarter, and somehow made a dollar which I then lost altogether... The second one went something like this. Someone else and I were riding on a

Sometimes I find language very simply... inadequate. I wish the heart could paint pictures, because if it could, they would be beautiful things. Frightening, dark, happy, joyful, depressing, angry images. But there is no doubt in my mind they would be beautiful. When you look around during your day, do you see beauty? Do you appreciate what you