e•mo•crap

-noun
1. pertaining to or involving emotion or the emotions.
2. nonsense; drivel.
Origin: 2004 emo+crap

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    Jun

    Jacquelyn Dunphy is updating her life one sentence at a time.

    Gosh, this “twitter” age has really gotten to everyone, and it sure as heck has gotten to me. One sentence seems to sum everything up so nicely. It’s such a quick and easy little package to tell the world what you are doing and move on quickly. How boring. I’m very disappointed in myself for losing the desire to write. Not that being an egomaniac who likes to tell strangers everything she thinks about is necessarily an accomplishment, at least it was writing something.

    I used to want to be a professor, or a writer. I originally went to College with the intention that I would go on to get my Masters then my PhD and share my passion for literature, society, and the world with others in some shape or form. But then I got distracted by something shiny.

    I don’t really know what’s wrong with me. Sure, you can talk to a doctor & they can tell you that you have Depression, Anxiety, Paranoia, and Hypo-mania. But you only told them about one quarter of all that nonsense that goes on in your silly little head. Who knows what would have been different if you told them everything.

    I have a pretty great life. I have a job that I don’t hate, and that let’s me be who I am and forgives me of that since I’m pretty good at what I do. I have the greatest Fiance in the entire universe who really motivates me to be a better person every day, and move past all the silly shit in my head. I have awesome nerd-ass friends who are willing to pile up in a room and watch all three Lord of the Rings extended movies in one day.

    But I never write anymore. Going for a walk is such a chore. Showering seems like a huge undertaking. Motivation and Misery are coupled together sometimes for people, and I wonder sometimes if that’s the case for me. I want a lot of things, but perhaps being happy just lets me sit around eating pints of Ben & Jerry’s and be fine with just that. What an odd shame.

    Well I certainly can’t go back to being miserable, I mean, can I? I suppose if I keep being so melodramatic that’s where I will be headed. But, I’d like to write more at least. I suppose a stream of consciousness blog about that very thing is a bit of a good start…

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  1. Twitter is horrible.

  2. Quelyn is great.

  3. Twitter is very horrible.

  4. Quelyn is very great.

  5. i used to dislike Twitter. then i started using it . . . it’s a likeable distraction, for me. there are people that i follow out of sheer nerditry (john cleese, levar burton), some that are pretty useful (google, various web developers), and friends that i don’t / can’t see often (such as the friend who is travelling through S. America, and can send quick updates to us all via tweets). i agree, it can be evil in some cases. as always, though, i don’t blame the tool – i think that someone who abuses / gets sucked into Twitter, is liable to do the same thing with someting else.

  6. it just sounds to me like you are content. there are things you’d like to do, but are not pressing enough matters to attend to right now. you’ve got all the time in the world to write, and when that bug bites, well, then you’ll know, and you’ll start writing because you really really want to. that way, you’ll enjoy it instead of worrying about what to write about. a journal is a good way to keep writing too. i keep one. online as well as off. i may not write in it everyday, but i know it’s there when i need it. whether i want to have a detailed recount of a special event, or if i need to pour everything out onto paper just to see what exactly the problem is and how to solve it. it stinks to get stuck in a rut every once in a while, but i’m pretty sure you’ll persevere and over come it

    maybe after your wedding, that i see is in a month or so, you’ll want to write down a whole detailed recount of what happened. Or maybe you’ll see something at the wedding, or during a drive in town, that strikes up an idea for a story you can suddenly start writing. one step at a time :D I don’t think you can turn back to being miserable now, I mean, I really think that takes even more effort than being happy anyway, but then again that’s just my opinion. :)

  7. How many of the sites you once followed still update regularly or even still exist? It’s just the way it goes.

  8. Oh man, I joined twitter, I’m such a sell out.


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Hello! My name is Jacquelyn, but I go by Quelyn. I have lived in New Jersey my whole life. This is my blog. It is sorely in need of a more regular update schedule, as I am surely in need of some inspiration.