well let's see, what's going on lately... more of the same bullski. i have a friend who is realizing the extent of the lack of empathy people have for her. it's kind of mean that we didn't tell her before what a cow she was being, but there wasn't a desire to make waves. yeah, it's time to stop putting up with stuff--but we've got to start telling the truth too.
i read some of my poetry from issue 14 aloud at a coffeehouse open mike night on campus last week. it got a pretty good reaction, even though half the audience couldn't hear me (i'm so quiet). i didn't get much feedback because i left immediately after i read to make it to another event, but my spies overheard flattering commentary, so i'm satisfied, i guess.
the thing about family that gets me sometimes is the lack of support i've had in academic endeavors from certain people. i made it to college on my own, and with the help of a few angelic benefactors, have made it this far in my career on my own labor and merit. i have one lousy semester to go--one stupid semester--and the situation is getting sticky again, so i asked aid from the family at last. some are willing to go and give me what i need, but some belabour me for not taking the all-expense-paid educations i had awaiting me all over my home state as a result of governor's school. i'm sorry, but i think my current choice is definitely worth every penny; and i think an education elsewhere would have afforded me less understanding of the world. besides, this is probably the nicest place i will ever live, especially if i end up the typical writer hacking it in some big city or at home clattering the keyboard trying to earn a dollar. maybe i'm not the best investment, as i won't increase in value, but i will make sufficient returns. besides, i'm a part of the family, and if you don't help out your relatives, there isn't much chance you'll help out the rest of the world anyway. i try to practice altruism, my dearest value, and i would hope that other people, such as christians, would stick to the tenents of their religion. forgiveness is difficult for my family too; i notice a trend here that saddens me and gives me grief every time i think about people whose names are taboo, dead children, and my own ongoing battle against depression in the face of tuition.
gee whiz. sometimes i just want to be as brainless as those kids going to the party in the background of weezer's song.