I had a dream my life would be
so different form this hell I'm living,
so different now from what it seemed,
now life has killed
the dream I dreamed.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Employment
Increasingly depressed about my employment situation. It's always been, if you're broke, get a job. If you're still broke, get another job. What if there are no jobs out there?
I hate life, I hate money, I HATE EVERYONE.
There, now I got the emo out of my system. Maybe I can begin to heaaaaal.
I hate life, I hate money, I HATE EVERYONE.
There, now I got the emo out of my system. Maybe I can begin to heaaaaal.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Just a Textbook Kind of Love
I was going through my endless piles of homework, rifling though textbooks and notes, trying to find answers to onerous problems. But inevitably a solution can be found. It all really depends on how determined I am to find it. The answer is out there, waiting to be googled, stumbled upon in a notebook, it was simply just written down and forgotten. But it's there.
Someone should make a textbook for feelings. They shouldn't be that much more difficult than a Mohr's circle problem. They should have definable units, measured quantities, and easy volumetric comparisons. I should be able to identify the parameters of my emotions, outline the equations, and formulate a solution to change my them into something practical.
I wish there was a solution out there, in a textbook, written out on some notebook paper.
Someone should make a textbook for feelings. They shouldn't be that much more difficult than a Mohr's circle problem. They should have definable units, measured quantities, and easy volumetric comparisons. I should be able to identify the parameters of my emotions, outline the equations, and formulate a solution to change my them into something practical.
I wish there was a solution out there, in a textbook, written out on some notebook paper.
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