Yellow Rage



Truth



I'd keep my hands on my balls

The only display of moderation I exhibited 9 hours ago was NOT pouring a full fifth (or was it sixth?) glass of beer for myself. Some self-preservation mechanism must have kicked in because at that point, I would have argued non-insane automatism in defense of my binge, and while that's not a defense for the specific intent to get hammered, it is a defense on the general intent to transfer substances from jug to mug.

On another note, the moot exam went exceptionally well. I actually enjoyed being torn to shreds. That's engagement, baby. You hear me?? No I didn't win, although there was a dissent.

I would also like to note for the lawyers in SG that I did my first moot exam in a demin miniskirt! HA!

I'm so alive

Alive and well, learning that I am in no way, as gracious and big-hearted as I'd like to be.

I need to seek purity again, but there's no more fear here. It's all in God's hands. And while I can go around ruining beauty with my reckless hands, there is always good that can be redeemed.

Touch my mouth with your hands

...but I know it's possible, To finally be in love, and know the real meaning of a lasting relationship, not based on ownership. I trust every part of you, because all that you say you do. You love me despite myself, sometimes I fight myself. I just can't believe that you, would have anything to do with someone so insecure, someone so immature. Oh you inspire me, to be the higher me.

You made my desire pure, you made my desire pure

You're my peace of mind, that old me is left behind.

~ LH

Spring cleaning of the Mind

6 years ago, I was mean and ungracious to the point of embarrassment.

I'm sorry, Jenni.

Boey
Old friends. Always a reminder of where you came from, of who loves you and who you are.

Uh, the post-it says: Thanks Darius - You know me - Love, Hannah - xoxo.
You're the closest thing to home.

Do I sound like a cracked up hippie right now?

~ Me, after expounding on my ideas of community and restoration to J.

If it came from anyone else, I'd think that they were a cracked up hippie. But because its coming from you, it's novel.

~ J. Always has something endearing to say.

But I think I'm experiencing a slight disconnect right now, with my sense of self and reality. It is a little scary. I sometimes wonder what is it that compels me to drag myself into contorting states where I do nothing, all day, but wrestle with nothing in particular.

One day I'll get over it all. But till then, I'll just keep breathing.