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Name: Ian
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Gender: Male
Interests: Movies (they are basically an integrated part of my life), spending time with my amazing girlfriend, soccer, listening to music, clarinet, bari sax (as of very recently), and of course hanging out with all my friends.
Expertise: Film, playing the clarinet and a few other random things.
Occupation: College Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/13/2005
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I found this hilarious. So much so that I laughed for almost a minute out load. This is why this comic is one of my favorites.
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In preparation for the Valentine's Day season, here is the latest and greatest from Foxtrot. Definitely my favorite comic. If you've never read it, you should. So clever.
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This comic always makes my day whenever I read it. It never ceases to make me laugh.
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| Such is life . . . something I've learned.Some days we feel swell. Some days . . . not so much.
Then there are those days that plague us, causing the mind to race with endless thoughts. Then there are those days that we are shown mistakes we are repeating and perhaps had known we were making, at least subconsciously. That is how life sometimes goes. This semester was a huge learning experience with curve balls at every turn. But we learn from our mistakes, we take what we learned, we apply it, and hopefully then we'll avoid those same mishaps. Sometimes at the age of 21 I feel just as confused as before, but then again, sometimes I don't. This semester I especially learned to find the joy in the life, the enjoyment of it all and in the midst of it I also seemed to rediscover the confusion that so often plagues my mind. But as things become blatantly obvious and direct once again I find myself finally awake again. Then I can see my faults, my errors, as well as what I did right. I can evaluate my actions.
As for now, my imagination is working again. I continue to write, to draw, and to invent. And in the midst of it all, I pray that God will lead me to his arms so I might love him more.
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| Endless Thoughts to Dreams"Endless Thoughts to Dreams"
My mind's racing
Shrouded in a cloud of confusion.
Fire embers dance
As I attempt to grasp my sanity.
My being pulls,
Two directions which my heart can't decide.
I sit in solitary night,
An empty space I wish not to face.
My thoughts grapple,
Left to thrash through the night.
Dreams become waking,
And rest is but a mystery in the raging storm.
Life breathes, speaks,
Turns and stares, eyes unwavering, to my weary breath.
Time turns still,
Still the mystery and confusion not on my side.
I look inside,
And continue to grip at what is me.
No comfort here,
In this sweet solitude, only feelings mixed with fear.
I grasp, I long,
To stop this beating, these feelings.
But another half
Drives a longing to bear them out.
My heart races,
My mind synchronized to the beat.
This my life,
An endless sound of confusion,
Fills my dreams, my nights.
Fire embers die away
As dreams draw reality.
by Ian Adema
This is what I've done with part of my Thanksgiving break. It's been
one interesting break for me and this poem somewhat resembles how I've
been feeling. Oh abstractness. This is a creative side of myself that
people don't see often. It's going to be one interesting bumpy ride
when I get back to school.
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