Wow, it's been a while. I don't even know if anyone who I spoke to regularly is still on here, or if anyone who regulars the journals still remembers who I am. But I do so wish I had the time to stop in here like I used to. When I think of all of the fun times that I had talking to random people on here, getting advice on stories, or giving advice on stories, I ache to have that...

I think I can; I think I can; I think I can.There's a light at the end of the tunnel, Mibba, but it's still dim. Tomorrow is my last day of classes for the semester, and by Monday night I'll be at home. It just doesn't seem possible right now. How is so much going to change in such a short amount of time?Right now, I'm sitting with so much work, I feel as though I should have weeks, no days, to do...

Good combination, eh? That's pretty much my life right now.Last Wednesday, my grandmother passed away after too much suffering being run in and out of the hospital every couple of days. I do miss her terribly, and I'm sure that I will continue to miss her terribly, but I find it hard to say I'm sorry she died. After the last few weeks, with everyone falling apart every time the doctors couldn't do...

First of all, congrats to everyone who participated, whether or not you actually made your word count goal. Just trying with this competition is a win, regardless of the outcome. It's always impressive to see people who are so willing to challenge themselves. Especially since November is sort of known to be one of the busiest months for some reason.Technically speaking, I was successful this year...

YUS! I am! If any of you remember me, or even care. I'm going to try to be back on the journals again, though I can't make any super promises here. I'm still horribly busy with school, and my home life has decided to hate me as well (see last journal is curious). Though it's not all bad. I've a new nephew (journal to come soon), and a niece on the way!Anyway, how are the rest of you fine journal...

Genevieve Lange is my grandmother on my mother's side. Although I get along very well with both of my grandmothers, I am far more close to Gen, and always have been. My mother's family is more close in general, actually. This is why, when my grandmother ended up in the hospital at least once a week for the last month or so, things have gotten very screwed up.First, she was diagnosed with...

I don't even know when the last time I wrote a journal was. Somewhere at the beginning of the school year before life took hold of me, and sent me rushing through a hectic, exhausted ride of assignments, essays, and readings. Then NaNoWriMo took hold as well, and together the two knocked me unconscious for about a month.However, I'm in recovery now, and hope to soon be up and running once again!...

Case #1Patient was abused as a child by his father. He was beaten, he was insulted, and he was made to watch while his mother was abused and beaten. By his early teens, the father was incarcerated for his actions, and the child was put into foster care, but many problems were left undealt with. As an adult, the patient showed signs of an anger disorder, but never sought help. Now, the patient has...

I was on last night for a short while, and the journals I saw made my heart skip a beat. NaNoWriMo season? Already? Can it really be? Last I checked, it was the beautiful end of the summer, and I hadn't a care in the world.Now, I'm looking at my current novel, and I can feel myself start to swoon. I'm on chapter six. As in, not having started it. Six. If I had to guesstimate, this novel is going...

That's right! It would appear that I'm actually going to be posting two journals in one day! It's almost as if I had some sort of journal a day goal or something. . .For once I don't have a bunch of homework that I should be doing. As far as I'm aware everything is pretty much taken care of. I had an essay due for tomorrow and I got it done on Friday. Proofread and printed it off today, then did...

The average student at the University of Wisconsin - La Crosse taking the generation art appreciation course believes that you could take the lines out of van Gogh's work and it would still mean exactly the same thing. Alternately, they are generally of the opinion that by making it black and white, all of the emotion would be lost. To me though, having taken two art history classes in the past, I...

So, I completely died after move in last night, and a journal was not written. Not that anyone probably missed my journals. Then, today I was going to write one for yesterday, and ended up being lazy instead. I still haven't even fully unpacked.See:Those are piles you're seeing. Lots and lots of piles. I have to do something with them before bed. . .Also,, with the flag - my roommate has a union...

I know I just posted a journal like what, an hour ago? No, I'm not turning into a twelve times a day journalist. I was just on a walk with my mom and I was thinking about this.So, there's this church like a block away from my house. I don't even know what kind of church (Presbyterian maybe?). It has a marquee out front though, and they always have these silly little sayings on it. I'm sure they...

I mean, seriously? He could fix things so easily, and he's supposed to be this great king of Narnia and all, but he just let's them scramble around, dying and killing each other. Then, he comes in at the end, and he's like, "I could've fixed this the whole time if I had wanted to! Watch me growl and fix everything in three seconds!"And, yes, before you say it, I know it's a metaphor for God, and...

I'm just curious. I've already got my one journal for the day up, but there seems to be a lot of people on the journals right now, and I felt like asking.I've been on here since late 2007 (wow, I'm old). Before that I was on Quizilla, and in all of that time I've had only two usernames. I was NeverEndingNights up until a couple of months ago when I changed it for my love of art.So, how many of you...

Panic attacks: The doctors I’ve spoke to and the sites I’ve visited and every single definition I’ve looked at in every dictionary and encyclopedia tell me that panic attacks are a time of heightened senses for the fight or flight sequence. It is your body thinking there is a present threat in the vicinity and now you’re preparing for it. The part that really catches my eye though is where...

*Note: This is a journal about psychological and philosophical existence. If you aren't willing to let societal structure go, or if these sort of things make your head hurt, the Back button is your friend. Settle in, kiddies. I've been pondering again.So, existence. We all think that we exist, and we all think that everyone else thinks they exist. But, what I want to know is, how do we know?Over a...

I don't expect you to read all of this. This is for me, and those rare few people who care to know more about me.However, I would like to hear your story if you care to share it.I am nineteen-years-old, I have been writing seriously since I was in seventh grade, I have finished at least twenty-two novels, and the first story I ever wrote was when I was about seven.It was a Christmas story for my...

In H.G. Wells's The Time Machine the Time Traveler points out how much more easy it is to describe a foreign landscape in detail when the place is fictional, than if you've really been there. This is something I've got to thinking about ever since I wrote my own dystopian novel.Sure, I didn't go into a lot of detail about the destruction that was laid to the cities in the course of the war, but...

Poetry 180 is a project started by the poet Billy Collins, meant to bring poetry to the every day. He believes that poetry is something that should be experienced on a regular basis, not just examined in classes.Here is what he wrote for the introduction to the site:Welcome to Poetry 180. Poetry can and should be an important part of our daily lives. Poems can inspire and make us think about what...