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~ jeudi, mars 20, 2003 ~

She never ceases to charm me. We don't talk much but that is a-changing. Something in the way she woooooos me. I can't pinpoint it but its been going on for quite sometime. But it's just too bad the circumstances that we are faced with. But I'm going to change all that.

~Benjamin 3/20/2003 06:16:00 PM

~ mercredi, mars 19, 2003 ~

I don't feel fear at all. I don't know why. I just don't feel scared. I feel guilty for feeling this way. I just feel hopeful. I feel like this war is far too grave- greater than all of us. We don't seem to have any control over it and I fear our country more than i do the war. We have no say. Some people choose not to have a say at all. Recent polls showed that many Americans don't know anything about the war at all. Most people are more concerned about a basketball game next week than the conflict abroad. It's odd to think what these ignorant people are members of our scoiety. They will be the great downfall in the future of our nation. I am sickened by this. Today, I overheard somebody comment on how all Middle Eastern people are the same and how we should bomb Iraq to death along with the rest of that region. What careless disrespect! Those stupid people who are oblivious of their plug to modern news are utterly disgraceful and unacceptable in a country that is trying to maintain its reputable proponency of peace. I never feel more ashamed of my Western identity when I hear reckless comments like that.

~Benjamin 3/19/2003 11:01:00 PM

WAR HAS BEGUN. A few hours ago, a barrage of missiles rained over Baghdad with the attempt to flood out Hussein. A few minutes ago, Saddam Hussein addressed his nation, calling for all loyal citizens to draw their swords and prepare for battle. "Long live Jihad and Palestine," said he. Now the world is watching. May the people of Iraq be free. May the people of the United States be safe. May the citizens of the world and all of humanity be in peace.

~Benjamin 3/19/2003 10:39:00 PM

~ lundi, mars 17, 2003 ~

Happy Saint Patrick's Day! What wonderful weather we had today. The air seemed so clean and fresh. The sun was warm but the wind was chilly and it made for the perfect ensemble. The clouds in the sky, poofy and whoosy, were spectacular. Today has been a fairly good day for me. I went to an art museum, the Norton Simon, in Pasadena and viewed the marvelous art collections they had. After my afternoon class, I went to the grassy hill overlooking the Duarte pool. There I relaxed. I looked up towards the deep blue and bright white sky, down to Sonya and Natalie as they swam, and to the side where lies the small expanse of the greenest grass in town. There I reclined while reviewing a bit of government notes and it felt wonderfully rebellious to be in that position while wearing semi-formal professor-style apparel. The weather was even more beautiful than the captivations in the paintings at the musée. I wonder why nobody has the time anymore to sit back in a grassy park and spend an afternoon in placid and euphoric well-being. Few people spend their semaines in such a way that the paintings seemed to convey. What can possibly be more appealing and beautiful than a jour autour nature?

~Benjamin 3/17/2003 06:13:00 PM

~ dimanche, mars 16, 2003 ~

She once fell out of my my mind and into my heart. Now I feel as though her beating has ceased and it has died. Have you ever felt like you were losing somebody you never had?

~Benjamin 3/16/2003 02:23:00 PM

It's terrible to note that within seven minutes of conversation, a person can decide whether they hate someone or not. It's far more tragic to note that within that time, a person will stop liking someone. A friendship dies. Or maybe it is a love. Nevertheless, all that remains is a lifeless carcass of the relationship that once was. But then, it's far more terrible when all that is left is nothingness; when all relation cease to exist and people find themselves alone and shut out.

~Benjamin 3/16/2003 02:17:00 PM

En memoire de Floy Catabas (1932-2002)