Soliloquy of the Solipsist: I am:

Friday, March 12, 2010

I am:

Neglecting this blog
Slacking with my writing
Not all that busy, so I have no excuse
Frustrated with stagnancy
Ready to get to college
Conflicted over some friendship issues
Unsettlingly paranoid about interpersonal relationships
Stupid. Often.
Incredibly prideful and immodest. Bah.
19, now. Birthday came and went uneventfully, just as I like.
Procrastinating cleaning my room.
Procrastinating doing my taxes.
Procrastinating mailing my application
Very good at procrastinating
Going along on tour with Melissa Etheridge this summer
Still dating Andrew, which I like.
Addicted to Block Drop
In love with thunderstorms
Very excited for spring
Rapidly vacillating between cerebral and emotional
Thankful for incense and yoga and eastern schools of thought
Getting used to change

1 comment:

AnonymousMarch 22, 2010 at 3:47 PM
Oh crap, I missed your birthday! *smack* Sorry Em, I thought Facebook was supposed to warn me. Shows you can't rely on these things.

Anyway, if you like uneventful birthdays, I know how you feel. I avoid my birthdays as much as I can get away with.
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All Writers are Solipsists

We create worlds, imagine people just like you and make them into being simply by thinking them up. We decide if the sky is blue or orange, if the grass is green or purple, if you are happy or sad or interesting. If we don't like you, we can make you drink poison or fall down the stairs or make it so you've never really existed at all. We control the weather, we control the time, we know your thoughts and wants and desires. We know if you'll die at the end. It's an incredible power, the power of thought.