(mind the crap)
think globally, act locally
hello everybody. this is a temporary solution to a permanent problem... and i can't spell... but this is it for now so enjoy... or don't
have i always been an asshole and have just noticed it this week? i feel like i've lost myself again. but all is not lost. i don't think i've ever found myself. and i've learned this semester that you don't have to ever find yourself. there is a world without me, one that runs if i'm here or not. and lets face it, if i sit here and try and figure out who i am then i'm going to go mad, because its not possible. it isn't. so there is no point in trying, because if i ever start looking for myself again i will still never find myself. its always when you start looking for yourself when you can't find yourself. but when you are not looking for yourself have you been found or do you just not care? there are several ways at looking at this. some people feel they need to find themselves because they feel like something isn't right, something is a miss, or that they are not normal. but you know what, nobody is normal, there isn't a norm, and i'm glad there isn't one. if you don't care about finding yourself than you are either too sad/depressed to care about much at all, keeping yourself busy so that you don't notice, too busy so that you don't have time for this crap, or fine with your current living situation physically and metally. in any of these situations, you still wouldn't know who you are and in the latter half of these situations there would be no need to look for yourself. plus, if you ever looked you wouldn't be able to find yourself, so why look? there's no point. and anyway, if you found yourself what would you do?
Cities made of ashes... (demographics)
Online Eating (coming soon?...)
The night we ate pizza (mon, oct. 28, 2002)
Archives:
Oct [16-31]
Nov [2-4] [5-10] [11-17] [18-29]
Dec [1-10] [11-26] [present]
. ryan grotte "caucasus"
. john hoversten "so shall it be..."
. brian hagen "astroid blues"
saint mary's college usx
. steve pease "if it's not scottish, its crap"
. ruth smith "meanwhile, in london"
. andreas transo (my flat mate)
. anne rasmussen "always anne"
. erin tuttle "one bright blue moment"
. brooke bowman (w/pics)
. greg sostaric (greggles)
. bill brown: "the dirt" or photos
. ryan roth "ryan's london review"
. kelly minor (photos)
. laura miller (photos)
. sir winston osp (my old page)
misc
follow me around (radiohead)
modest mouse music.com
mundane continental
geography.about.com
global issues.org (envir issues)
greenpeace.org
so i'm back in the states. things haven't been all that eventful. katie won't take my calls in london (i guess she missed them) and i broght back one of anne's suitcases which got searched at o'hare. my bloody flight was delay at o'hare. yaarrggg... five hours in an airport with nothing to do is no fun, but i'm sure other people have had it worse. i also forgot about the whole tipping thing and didn't tip the bartender there. ah well. until later, cheers.
"there's so much beauty it could make you cry
.there's so much beauty it could make you cry
.there's so much beauty it could make you cry
.there's so much beauty it could make you cry"
i think i've just had the most spacey and ackward feeling conversation...
i thought this up in the shower and the second half on the bus. it probably sucks and i stole part of a the chorus from death cab. but it is about... well, right now... so thats that >>>>>
i finished a paper last night, one more to go. i was thinking, as far as gifts go, since none of us are rich maybe i could buy just one decent gift for one friend each year, among my high school chums, and smaller gifts for the others, and then after a few years everybody would have recieved their big gift and everything would be even. or we could all do a secret santa or something like that... but either one of those ideas probably won't work out and it will be all or nothing...
uncover the dirt, that you're covered in
you're masked in disguise, i entruded too soon
i'm sorry that i, that i took a piss at you
you said you'd come back, have you spoken too soon
i can't see straight,our days are fading away
we stand on edge, did you mean everything you said?
now that you've moved, across the world
will you be seen, or heard and ignored
when you first came, you thought you could soar
but things never turn out, how you planned them before
i can't see straight, our days are fading away
your hybred plan, was nothing more than a plan
"this page is good... good enough, to poop on!"
i saw les miserables last night. it was pretty cool even though the seats we had were on the third balcony and the slope of them rivaled the met center's... um yea, it was steep.
mpls in 3 days...
www.oocities.org/saintmaryscollege
www.oocities.org/mundanecontinental
and i've also have set up my msu,m email account so that it forwards everything to my yahoo account, it easier to remember and type: an.hong@mnsu.edu
otherwise you can just keep using my current email addy or one of the many i don't use such as the following... sirwinstonosp@yahoo.com, 022011@students.smuc.ac.uk, honga@uwplatt.edu, ahong@campsnoopy.com... i'm sure there are more but they are all rubish, so if you have them then just delete them.
all this talking all the time and the air fills up, up, up until theres nothing left to breathe. up until theres nothing left to speak. up into the better parts of space.
...i maybe bipolar
