I get world sick every time i take a stand.

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NEW BROKEN SCENE TRACKS EXPOSED, the new album 'Forgiveness Rock Record' drops may 4th. go to their website www.brokensocialscene.ca to hear some yummy tracks.

ENJOY BSS.

Whatever Works.

Stuck in rut. Or something. But broke out recently, and MAN it is good being reunited with the world.

I truly credit my new found sense of um not happiness because I am always happy in some way, but ironically upbeat attitude to my main man Woody Allen. After the 3.5 weeks straight outta academic hell, I made the executive decision to blow of reading 'Vanity Fair'(sorry, professor, I read ummm 30 pages of it!) and instead focus all of my spare time on Allen's 'the Insanity Defense' during spring break (I also need to take this time to apologize to my gorgeous teammates who had no idea why I was laughing so hard I started silently crying on the plane after a ridiculously boring lay-over. Read the book and you will understand). I have decided that Woody Allen, as nutty and twisted as he may be, (I mean seriously Woody, you thought marrying your step daughter was a good idea? Okay,when we finally meet we can discuss life decisions. I give good advice.) is my intellectual soul mate. Why? Because he made up his own history of the sandwich and presents it, with what one must imagine to be a completely straight face. 'After four years of frenzied labor, he is convince he is on the threshold of success. He exhibits before his peers to pieces of sliced turkey with a slice of bread in the middle. His work is rejected by all but David Hume, who sees the imminence of something great and encourages him...' Now that is excellent writing, something which we could definitely not come across in 'Vanity Fair'. Okay, so how does this relate to my new outlook on my current situation (stuck in Geneva, not sure if I should be here, etc). Well, it taught me to eat more sandwiches. Kidding. In actuality, I realized that the light of situations can be found when we least expect it, but when our inner voice knows we need it the most. I guess I needed to be reconnected again with with my nutty side in order to see that I am truly okay.

New attitude: 'All I know is that nothing moves faster than the speed of light, so we may as well relax' ('Whatever Works).

Enjoy the random laughs that come in 'the strangest of places, if we look at it right' (garcia).

there's a darkness upon you that's flooded and light

When I first finished George Eliot's novel The Mill on the Floss, I thought I found a book to add to this list of books that have changed my life. So far, that list is quite minimal, only Dave Egger's The Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius, John Irving's The World According to Garp, and Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being are on that list, so needless to say I was pumped at the notion of adding another one because it makes me feel very literary and smart. As soon as I started developing a thesis for my midterm essay for my 19th Century English Lit course on The Mill on the Floss all passion for Eliot's work flew out of the window. Ugh. It just caused me to question why. Is it the system of education I am trapped in that makes me this way? Is it the fact that I want to separate myself from knowledge that is put on us in order to choose my own way of thinking? Seriously developing a thesis for a book I loved was the hardest thing, and it seems odd that this would be the case. Some things are better left unexplored, the more poking and prodding that goes on ruins the initial and unconscious love.

Enjoy the thesis? ew.