I don't usually make new year's resolutions. it's probably because of that
whole anti-tradition thing i've got going.
i've fallen into somewhat of a pattern back at school. i don't really think it's a bad one, either.
i sit in my room for hours at a time and i feel trapped. trapped in my head, trapped in my room. outside it's blinding-white. bright. but inside the light hits everything just right.
I've been strange lately. i've felt strange, but i think i've probably been strange as well. i don't know exactly why.
May subject: Hello, Stranger
I see myself as a stranger.
i was thinking.
July subject: dreams of life or living in a dreamworld
a recent discovery:
hours of solitude lead to much confusion. my memories are a jumble. where do the memories of life stop and the memories of characters from books begin? did these things i'm recalling happen in my dreams or while i was awake?
August subject:the motorcycle diaries
watching this movie with kristin was strange. our understanding, perception of and reactions to everything that happened in the movie were totally opposite.
note to self:
don't look at old emails.
October subject: of London
what i remember:
There were no entries this month
December subject: Would it scare you if i told you I love you?
What does it mean? Love.
how is it that i'm 21 years old and i've never been in love. what does that say about me?