Mohawk On Display

Ugh. Too early. I can haz moar sleepz?

Let’s see… fashion tips from the bathroom of Daniel:

Did I just step in gum? No Daniel, you didn’t just step in gum. In the SHOWER.

Apparently hair dryers are much more fun (and work better) if you yell at the hair in the mirror to “Evaporate! Evaporate! Evaporate!”

Apparently they don’t work that much better. Make sure hair is really dry before straightening with iron. Otherwise, scary hissing sounds will ensue.

…Did I just shower with sushi-scented soap?

What

The

Fuck???

And one last thing: Some woman in Egypt just gave birth to seven children. Is that why some women are infertile? Some Egyptian chick is stealing their wombs for her own nefarious child-bearing purposes? I think this requires further investigation. To the batmobile!

So, um, yeah.  My sleep schedule is all wonky.  Woke up yesterday at 7 AM, fell asleep at 5 PM, woke up at 1:AM, and it’s 5:30 AM and I haven’t been able to fall back asleep.  Nobody’s online, so I’m gonna write some random stuff here.

College is looking to be either pretty cool or just *blah*.  My roommate sounds nice, but I haven’t gotten to know him enough to see if we actually have anything in common.  I haven’t talked to any of the other suitemates yet.  And…weirdness…one is a girl!  Obviously Binghamton messed something up.  Not that I’m complaining, just, you know, no girl would want to live with five guys.  I assume she’ll be switching out before school starts.

I’m still wishing I could go back and apply to other GOOD universities.  But it’s too late now, so I’m wasting my time.  Not that there’s much else to spend it on.  I NEED to get away from home - fast!  My mind is rotting in its own juices, which is even less pleasant than it sounds!

I’ve now been vegetarian for about three weeks!  I still eat fish, but that’s all.  No poultry or red meat.  It’s been going pretty well, although there is my weird sleep schedule to consider.  It’s possible that it’s a result of not getting enough nutrition.  Hopefully it’ll clear up soon…

Ugh.  I need to get out of the house.  Like, NOW!  Maybe I’ll call some people up once the clock goes four digits.  In the mean time, gonna go get some food and watch some L Word, cause I’m just not falling asleep any time soon.

Hey.  It’s 4:30 am, and I’ve gotta get some sleep in before Creative Writing Workshop tomorrow.  But I felt like updating the blog anyway, so here’s what’s been happening in my oh-so-interesting life!

Creative writing on Tuesday was great.  I wrote the three poems and the essay below.  The first poem (Train Companions) I wrote on the way to class.  The other two were in class, and they each follow a certain poetic structure.  A sestina has six verses (plus one tidbit at the end that has some special name I forgot) and what’s cool about it is that each line ends in one of the same six words, just rearranged in each verse.

Next, Terza Rima is a poem with three-line verses, where the middle line of one verse rhymes with the outer lines of the next verse.  When the poem is finished, if you map out the whole thing, it creates a cool interlocking effect of three rhyming lines.

The essay is my attempt at explaining an idea I have about how morality and the afterlife work.  Let me know if you don’t understand what I’m trying to say, and I’ll revise it to be clearer.

Last night was…interesting.  I had a really great time with some friends.  But then I was dumped by my sort-of girlfriend.  It’s very upsetting, but c’est la vie. 

Right now, I’m very happy, because I had lots of fun late-night conversations, which are one of my passions, and I’m listening to Pink Floyd’s album The Wall, which is pure genius!  Any now I’ve gotta go to bed.  Please read the stuff I posted below, and hopefully I’ll have some more poetry to put up after tomorrow’s class!

Goodnight, and if you’re reading this, whoever you are, know that as a fellow human being, I love you.  No matter who you are or why you’re here, I love you.  I think everyone should be told that once in a while.

Night night!

I’m feeling quite confused, for some reason.  I can see everything clearly, and this for some reason is scaring me.  Everything is pressing in too hard, but everything is almost nothing, so it shouldn’t feel like this at all.

I wonder what happens when we go to sleep.  Do we wake up the same person?  Or is it a new person, with all the memories of the person the night before?  We would never know, and the old “us” would be somewhere else, so they wouldn’t be us right now, so we wouldn’t know anything had changed.  I remember being me yesterday, but I don’t know I really was.  Anyway, I hope I don’t wake up the same person tomorrow.  I’d be grateful if someone else could take over the steering wheel, for a day or two at least.  Of course, that other person would be in the same predicament as I am now, so it may as well be me, because I’ll be the new person tomorrow, or rather, someone will be here, and someone will feel it, so even if i can never know if its me, it makes no difference, does it?  Not really…

Like I said, I’m feeling very confused and scared…does that ever stop?

Do people ever have strokes and not realize it?  Perhaps it only causes a small change in personality, temerment, or emotions.  Or maybe they forget or remember something that changes them.  But it’s so small that nobody notices, and the person doesn’t realize anything’s changed until years later, when they’re in a different place than they expected because they changed paths years ago.  I feel like I’ve had one of those, maybe more than one, and nobody noticed.  I feel like there are parts of my mind that have become locked off, or should have remained locked but are now open.

In a way, I wish I could view life the way the Tralfamadorians do (from Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five).  They see their entire lives at once, and can pass from point to point in time, acting out different parts of their lives, always the same, but always satisfactorily.  I feel like I’m 17 years old, 7 years old, and 70 years old, and I wish I could remember how life was when I was 7, and know what I’ll be thinking and doing when I’m 70, and gain insight into how I should live my life at 17.  But of course, the past is lost forever, and the future will disappoint when it arrives, so there’s no way to brace oneself for what’s to come.  Honestly, I don’t know how people can stand it…

One closing thought: No matter how good you are at hugging, you can’t truly experience your own hugs unless someone else is hugging you too.  Right now, I wish I could share a hug with someone…

Woke up early today, and am drinking a cup of chai tea. Wow! Really super awake now! I guess it’s like coffee, for people who drink that stuff (I don’t ) Going back to school today, which I’m kind of looking forward to, because the vacation was dragging on a bit.

It occurs to me I haven’t posted any new writing recently. Sorry about that. I guess I haven’t been in “the right place” lately, but hopefully that’ll change. Like, right now would be nice! Come on, Powers That Be, send something good my way!

I’ve gotta go watch for the bus now, because I don’t have my own car.  Bye bye

I decided not to go to ComicCon today.  I was way too tired to get out of bed until about 11.  As it was, I had a very strange dream about some of the most significant things in my life, and I don’t know what any of it means.  Oh well.

I’ll probably just relax today, read some of the stuff I got from ComicCon yesterday, and tonight I’m going to a friend’s house for the second Passover Seder.  Yay matzah!

After tonight, though, I have no plans at all for this vacation, so if anyone wants to hang out, please, please, please let me know!

Just got back from day 2 of New York ComicCon.  I’ve never been to a convention before, and although I’m not a huge fan of comics, I do enjoy some (such as Neil Gaiman’s brillian Sandman comics), and this weekend has been pretty awesome.  I got to go to a reading by Neil Gaiman himself, hear writing advice from Orson Scott Card, and buy a bunch of cool books and comics.  I’m not sure if I’m going in tomorrow or not, because I’m kind of worn out, but if I do I’ll be seeing the actors from Harold and Kumar!

Well, not many of you voted but the results are in, and the Buffy game came in first place! So, I’ll probably be working full-time on that in programming class for the rest of the year. Guitar Hero for the graphing calculator I’ll be working on in my spare time. Also, although the website didn’t get many votes, I have a surprise for it that I’ll be setting up in a couple of days, so keep an eye out

I went into Manhattan with David K and bunch of other people for David’s birthday, and it was really great. We went to Dangerfield’s - a really good comedy club - and then we just wandered around, hung out in the Village. I had a nice Simon and Garfunkel moment when we turned onto Bleeker Street. It was fun. Even if it wasn’t M. Night Shyamalan’s The Village, as Casper kept pointing out.

To top it off, last night I had at least 6 distinct dreams that I can remember. I usually don’t even remember one dream, so this put me in a really good mood. I won’t write my dreams, because most people are bored by other people’s dreams, but I may be turning one of the dreams into a short story, which I’ll of course post here if I do write it.

Seriously, I’m in such a good mood, I don’t even think massive amounts of homework due tomorrow will be able to get me down!