Defenestration

Kristin called me from the United Nations in New York around 2pm. I hope she has a good time and brings me back something spectacular!

Ok, yes, I'm sulking still.

DAMMIT! My English teacher is YET to email me! I am GOING to PULL out my HAIR!

I write such long entries, but I end up not saying much at all. I have so much to say, but a lack of eloquence to say it. A lack of... of knowing the right way to say it.

You try and try to explain yourself to people. Try and try to explain who you are, how you got here, why you are who you are. Make excuses for your faults, glorify your attributes. All this work when all you have to do is sit there. Sit there, look straight into a person's eyes, and say what is on your mind. That is all you have to do to explain to someone who you are.

Just sit there and say, "This is who I am."

Perhaps we have all lost a certain faith it takes to be human. To be the person we are. Faith in other people to decipher your code.

Sorry. This is borderline "this goes in my diary" material.

Can you tell I just finished reading the Tao of Pooh?