As I sit in my classroom, pondering whatever it is that I forgot I was pondering before, I came to the startling conclusion of how truly blessed some women are. You may be rolling your eyes and wondering why have I not thought of this before, but I assure you, this has come to me many times, just never as solidified as it did today. Some contributing factors: many intelligent, beautiful, and rich girls/young women in almost all of my classes today, "The Folk of the Fringe" by Orson Scott Card...

I have not logged on JU in what seems ages, which I feel a little guilty about. Therefore, I am writing this article to help explain my abscence. I feel totally apart from everyone. No person has felt my soul in a way that has surprised or astounded me, except for maybe my parents because of my development in their household, which allowed them to understand me. Not only do people understand me, which everyone could say, but I am seperated from them, too. I have never felt close to anyon...

I think that most people fail to realize God is not just in a church or some religious building or just in the Bible. Actually, I think we all forget sometimes where God is. While reading an Article titled "How God Doesnt Exist", I thought of some places where I find God, or where other people that I know find Him. To some people, God is in nature. While walking in the woods alone or with man's best friend(s), some people can be closest to God. Others find God in their family or their workplace....

First off, I feel the obligation to tell you I am not talking about a Christian rock group, or the band Nirvana at all (although Nirvana is a very cool band), I am talking about a state of being that is the ultimate goal of two major religions. If you still have no tangible idea ofwhat Nirvana is, I will post a definition graciously given to me by a close friend, Dictionary.com: 1. often Nirvana a. Buddhism. The ineffable ultimate in which one has attained disinterested wisdom and compass...

I will live in solitude and be an outcast all of my life I think. Not that it bothers me much. I feel that my parents are much more bothered about my current social ideas than I am. What is the purpose of talking? Many people in my school do not talk to me, like I care much. What is there to talk about? How is it an important use of my time? My parents tell me to acknowledge anyone who I recognize, whether or not they are friends. Some people I have found are of no use to talk to. Others are dan...