Christmas ‘08 With My Family
Should I feel bad about things?
When something feels this good, w/o causing harm to others, why not just enjoy it?
Through talking to others over the years, I’ve learned that what I think of as my “conscience” is very different from the ordinary person’s conscience. While it is true that I do feel badly about certain things from time to [...]
Sans Sanguine Sanity
From my bound journal, dated Dec 31, 2004.
Often, the heart of compassion reels at new knowledge not because it is unused to learning, but because the realities of life are so distraught with misfortune.
Only just previously, I was able to take my sister on an outing, eating at a vegetarian restaurant, touring a strip mall [...]
An Ordinary Day
From my bound journal dated Dec 28, 2004.
Today, I had planned on going out to the movies with my sister, Anh. But as I awoke, ever so slowly, as I so often do, I could hear her getting into trouble.
At first, she was just disobeying her parents; not that that is a small thing, yet [...]
Concern for the Caring of Others
It is rather hard for me to express how I feel right now.
Today, at lunch, Russ made the rather innocuous comment that my family apparently did not care for me very much. His sentiment was immediately rebuked by Mary, who said: “Even if that’s true, it is horribly rude to say so aloud.” Then David [...]
Genetic Indifference
As copied from my bound journal, dated 30OCT04.
Aargh!
At least I know from which side of the family my unrelaiability comes from.
Ugh. Ick. Ack. Bleh.
I’d been planning on this Halloween trip to my mother’s house for over a week. Everytime I called back and spoke to her, she would say, “Oh, yeah, Eric, I’m so glad [...]
A Nightmare To Remember
I had to have been less than seven at the time, though I don’t recall exactly what age I was. All I remember is that I was quite young — maybe four or five years old.
I had just woken up, and the house was flooded. Water surrounded me, and I felt scared. The water was [...]
Truth Versus Privacy
I received an e-mail from my father recently. He said that he has been enjoying reading my online diary. He hasn’t seen much of me ever since he moved to Miami, but I think the presence of my journal online is of some comfort to him. It makes the distance not quite so distant. (The [...]
A Thanksgiving Horror Story
I like cheesecake.
I spent Thanksgiving with my family. It was a horrid affair; I positively abhorred the whole event. I say this because my family is far too critical for my tastes. Not with me, thank God, but with people in general. If you thought I was intolerant, then you should hear them.
“Where they went [...]
On Prejudice
My heart’s just not into anything today. Although I went to class this morning at eight a.m., I remember none of the lecture at all. I don’t recall falling asleep in class, nor do I recall waking up, so I’m pretty sure that I was awake the whole time; it is just that when the [...]
