good__grief's Journal [entries|friends|calendar] good__grief [ userinfo | livejournal userinfo ] [ calendar | livejournal calendar ]

(2s | do it) Attention those seeking a warm, fuzzy feeling [09 Dec 2005|01:56pm] the video for Bright Eye's "First Day of My Life" can be found here enjoy! see you all after exams.

(3s | do it) when there is no time to waste, do a quiz. [18 Nov 2005|02:35pm] [ music | how to disappear completely - radiohead ] this one's for lana. You Are Somewhat Machiavellian You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead... But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place. You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to! How Machiavellian Are You?

(1 | do it) st laurent and ste catherine [17 Oct 2005|07:56pm] [ mood | better ] the silence doesn't have to be awkward sometimes there is just no need for words... thank you

(3s | do it) [21 Sep 2005|10:09pm] i keep the tv on to create the illusion that someone else is living here, filling this space. presently, said space is dead, empty. i am scared of dying alone and being found three weeks later half-eaten by an Alsatian. i was clearly not made to live alone.

(3s | do it) CU report #1 [07 Sep 2005|10:20pm] [ music | Death Cab for Cutie - Plans ] School has been so strange. I haven't felt excited, or scared, or insgnificant and small yet. However, I have shifted my gaze uncomfortably when people make mediocre to stupid comments in attempts to seem smart. Or when they laugh at italian words spelt "ho" but pronounced "o". I walked into Reggie's, the university bar, and it made me sad. It is dark and rather empty. People drinking in obscurity on the sunniest, warmest second day of school in history make me sad. A man advertised loudly for a campus party. He invaded my personal space as I stepped of the escalator. just like at Dawson. I haven't had a comms class yet. I have my first tomorrow at 8:45am in Montreal West. I love the Loyola Campus. It is bright and quiet and green and peaceful and I could just fall asleep on the lawn wondering about the dome shaped building that reminds me of a breast and Laura of an egg. If only it wasn't so far.

(1 | do it) [26 Aug 2005|03:50am] [ music | Broken Social Scene. You Forgot It In People ] Where sobriety mixes with the drunk and stoned Where feet may venture out of their shoes Where Iron&Wine is blasted out of car windows Where stickers are a given I have the most beautiful friends in the world I can only hope to find others with whom I can be so very me.

(4s | do it) [02 Jun 2005|09:34pm] List your current five (six) favorite songs, then pick five (six) other people that have to do the same. ------------------ dead disco - metric girl - beck land locked blues - bright eyes simple twist of fate - dylan seeing other people - belle and sebastian (the trapeze swinger - iron and wine) ------------------ conform_ist ratatpat xanda_k sexa my_papertrail (lucky_jim)

(1 | do it) [28 May 2005|07:11pm] my dreams are so obvious it pains me. my subconscious self is not nearly as complicated as i would like it to be. i wake up feeling exposed. and vulnerable. no crypticism insight. only my cowardice and insecurities. therefore, I have resolved that I cannot go back to sleep. instead, i will roam the internet in search of something to pass the time. something other than reading undergraduate calendars, meticulously bookmarking and highlighting. maybe i will become one of those persistent virtual world participants. those ongoing net games where players gather forces, make alliances, embark on quests, kill monsters, etc. (i.e. Warcraft) apparently, addicts have been known to restrict themselves to their basements, rarely wandering away in search of food and sleep. pets and children have died. (i have learned so much at Dawson) this might have to be plan B. for now, i will be content with remaining in the company of those i love best. keeping my mind at a safe distance from what i simply cannot dwell on, keeping the chest pain at bay. anxiety: an abnormal and overwhelming sense of apprehension and fear often marked by physiological signs (as sweating, tension, and increased pulse), by doubt concerning the reality and nature of the threat, and by self-doubt about one's capacity to cope with it i feel so inadequate. i know i shouldn't. but i can't help it.

(4s | do it) McGillConcordiaMcGillConcordiaMcGillConcordiaMcGillConcordia [22 May 2005|02:30am] [ mood | What to do?! ] This dilemma may sound familiar to some. If not, feel free to impart any valuable information. The clock is ticking, the next registration date for Concordia is approaching and I am undecided. As usual. The decision making process has never been simple for me. McGill Undergraduate Arts Pros -in close proximity to home -Broad, can explore before picking a major -"McGill is your ticket to the world" -that nagging parental voice in the back of my head Cons -No opportunities to be creative in class -Potentially/probably, regretting my decision to play it safe when I hear of all the fun to be had at Concordia from my friends in Comms -Remaining at McGill because it's a safe bet Concordia Communication Studies Pros -Not having regrets (and switching to McGill if I prove to be uncreative) -An opportunity to face my fear of attempting creativity -Potentially finding something I love Cons -Loyola campus is much farther from my humble apartment -An opportunity to face my fear of attempting creativity -Having profs and peers witness possible failed attempts at creativity If this were Oz, I would be the cowardly lion. I will now return to my late night readings of course descriptions.

(5s | do it) [20 May 2005|07:48pm] yeah you bet I liked it.

navigation [ viewing | most recent entries ] [ go | earlier ]