KZ Writes Good
The internet is a huge bathroom wall, and any halfwit with a keyboard and a connection has an opportunity to scrawl on it. Take me, for instance. My name is KZ. For a good time, come find me at Prosaic Shades of Gray.
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Inside Thoughts
December 7, 2010 // 22 Comments -
"Abbott & Costello" Ain't Got Nothing on "Dawn & KZ"
October 8, 2010 // 20 Comments -
Songs for Sale
March 8, 2003 // 17 Comments -
Winning Without Trying
November 3, 2010 // 16 Comments -
Casanova KZ
December 3, 2008 // 13 Comments
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At the Risk of Drawing Attention to Myself...
May 7, 2012 // 2 Comments -
The Answer (Conversation with God Continued)
April 20, 2012 // 2 Comments -
Weapons of Jazz Destruction
March 20, 2012 // 6 Comments -
Good Night, Gentle Dreamers
March 14, 2012 // 3 Comments -
The Conundrum of Human Empathy
March 12, 2012 // 3 Comments
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May 12, 2012
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Everything everybody does can be considered mundan ...
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My avatar sure is creepy looking.
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Since you insist. Killjoy. Grump. God, it f ...
May 7, 2012
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“Lucky” is a Relative Term, You Know
Story of my life, right here
I know, I know, how rude of me to pick up and run without saying a word. I’m sorry to leave you all hanging. I got my grades back a week ago, and apparently, I didn’t make the cut. My overall GPA for my first year in law school falls below the required minimum. There’s still a chance that I’ll be able to go back to school next fall, but I’ll have to go through a petition process. Even that does not guarantee that I’ll be going back.
I’m disappointed, but not necessarily sad. I’m frustrated, but not necessarily angry. I feel as though I don’t have much direction right now. My future is once again a hazy, abstract limbo. Such is life. I’m sorry that I’ve been neglecting this blog during the month of May. I haven’t been thinking about much, anyhow. Ending a school year with a potentially jobless summer is very liberating. It’s all too easy to fall into those old, familiar habits.
That’s all for now, kids. Thanks for taking an interest on my progress, and for all of your words of encouragement. I’ll be back soon. That’s a promise.
Sorry to hear that your first semester didn't go so well. I think the first semester always tends to be the worst, as your life tries to adjust in a direction you haven't taken for awhile, but don't give up yet. Do the petition. We believe in you dude, and I'll be praying for you.
gluck kev!
i believe..you can be the asian perry mason.
Sorry to hear about the grades. It was once said of me that I fall in the sewer and end up smelling like roses. If you fell in the sewer on this one, perhaps a pleasant floral scent is in your future as well.
Put in a nicer way, I'll quote from a song: every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
Here's wishing you good luck and happiness, whichever way it turns out.
Thanks guys for all of your encouraging words. I'm sorry I've been away so long, but I want you to know that I really do appreciate it.